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Is this all there is?
Yes, this is it.
Life goes to a certain end
With an open date.
I can't take it with me.
So what have I got?
No virgins, no resurrection,
No heaven, no hell. Oh well
Eighty is old, but don't rush me,
I can wait for a later date.
I have things to do! I'm on a quest.
Don't yet know what I'm questing for.
Maybe a published poem |