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Death is Near

The time will come when one must choose,

to be barefoot or wear the shoes,

to wear a gown or business suit,

to cross my arms or lay them askew.

The space is small so think it out,

for without thought there is no doubt.

The preparations may seem great

but choose with very simple haste.

For the hour will come before you know,

the clock will stop and time is gone.

So make up your mind before you go,

just to ensure everyone knows.

You know where you’re going and

you know where you have been.

A new adventure suddenly begins.

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