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My Soul-likes
When I Die, I Will Miss The Mysteries Of The Universe And How Suprasensibly Puzzles Its
Components With Efficacy
When I Die, I Will Miss How The Universe Was So Blind To My Pricky Plain Pains
And So Weary Of My Holy-sins
When I Die, I Want You To Script My Heart With Those Graphite, Charcoal And Paper
I Used To Resurrect The Pleasure Out Of The Dead
When I Die, I Want Thy Soul To Continuously Live A Lifeless Living Lifestyle In The Next Heavens Of Arts Where Thy Atman Shall Be Welcomed Among The Family Of Rare Breed
A Place Where I Could Tie Fine Time To Dine With The Greatest Artist Of All Times,
Master Del Piero Leonardo Davinci
When I Die, I Need No Tides Of Cries But Instead A Pencil In Hand To Lay My Soul In A Perfect Nest Leaving Behind A Concrete Crest
~Phenomenal
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