Stop wondrous things and look at this misfortune

A soul has arrived due to physical exhaustion

Just when the positive vibe arrives it leaves a sense of caution

So listen to the spiritual uproar

Every bit of pain leaves behind an emotional scar

To those that enjoyed my everlasting presence

I pray to not keep you in everlasting remembrance

Misconstrued, a lost person all confused

But if you can allude and interpret my life it would all be crude

Just know that this is not the end, just an interlude


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