Rotting, I succumb
My flesh will be left for the worms
There will be nothing
And I rejoice!
My gloom will take my fragments
And make me whole for one last (first) time
What a delight!
I beg for the Universe
To make it painless
Very unlike this life I've lead
I succumb to my knees
And I triumph!
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