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I Am Going To Die

I looked up at the sky today and I knew I would miss you, the sky, when I’m dead and kaput.
I looked at my flat today and it dawned, someone else young and gay or middle-aged and gray lived here once.
A hundred years from now who will remember my hard work and input?
That I lived chasing gremlins. America spends Medicare keeping Granny from Hades.
Granny is going to die. Granny go. Let her go. Go she must.
I have come to the gates of Delphi. Seek and Know. I know. I am going to die.
Not Now. Not Yet. But in time.

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