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I thought of this, A few minutes before Death. Who

I thought of this,
A few minutes before Death.
Who managed to read my mind?
And write it down as a poem?! IT'S ALL GONE

It's all gone.
Those lovely, sweet scented,
Cherry trees; Right over there!
A few metres from home.
I used to gather some energy;
Put on joggers, and then,
I thought of this,
A few minutes before Death.
Who managed to read my mind?
And write it down as a poem?! IT'S ALL GONE

It's all gone.
Those lovely, sweet scented,
Cherry trees; Right over there!
A few metres from home.
I used to gather some energy;
Put on joggers, and then,