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My Living Requiem
There is no purpose

There is only pain Eyes only see They do not feel Yet I cannot tell

What is real When I die

Here I ’ ll stand

Forgetting time

In distant lands

In my hand I hold the key To this lonely eternity
That will be mine

Whose solemn song sings

Through the bouts of time And rings ever long
Elsie Alvarez
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