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To Her;
A frail body,
a sea of people for visit.
A family of four,
a son, a daughter and the husband.
Mustering your energy left,
to make your appearance glad
Though your parts slowly sleeps for eternity every day.
I;
Nothing notable done,
Deeds of no joy to my keepers.
For long I wished to disappear,
Far away from where
I'll hear laments and grief.
Smiling upon people as they live.
But If my span of life were to be a rose,
I'll give it to you.
For I having nothing left to go after,
But you with so much to look ahead to.
It will be my attempt to redemption
And yours a second chance.
If only I could hand over the rose of my life,
I will do it with no hesitation.
But alas, tis too late.
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Departure from Earth; 5th May
14/5/21
