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Your Last Breath

One last exhalation, your  life is now gone,

No matter you’re rich or you’re poor,

When the sum of your life is your very last breath,

What remains, not the same as before.

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A shell of your being, lies stately and still,

You’re no more than when you first came,

Into this world, you had nothing at all,

Leave with no more than your name.

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No matter, the friends and the family near,

The end’s still the end, nothing more,

Nothing on earth will be bringing you home,

Your spirit, it’s time now to soar.

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Your winter of life found you sorrow, alone,

Life’s cruelest blows you were dealt,

Warm memories shared of a time which has gone,

If only you knew how much sadness we’ve felt.

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Now, as you rest in your bed silently,

The hope we have for you, release,

Gone is the solitary life you have led,

Among angels, may you now rest in peace.

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