I wish death could take me,
I want a permanent solution,
To all my pain and worry,
I want eternal peace,
And so before I die,
Pass me the ink,
Pass the pen,
I want to behalf of all poets,
Who are dying in pain,
I hope I just did it,
To set them free,
To let them roam,
Like eagles on seamless pikes,
The grassland pines,
Flowing with the wind
Seamless pikes
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