(hour 9)

At the door step of death I stand there and wait.

My breath it escapes me I’m dying  I know now my end fait.

My heart beat is fading fast my and my pulse is nearly  extinct.

Now my eyes are dimming as these symptoms are all linked.

As I gasp my last breath everything’s shutting down.

My last thought is I’m glad I passed here in my old home town.

 

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