Frozen in time, that’s how I’d like
My loved ones and my tyke
The rational knows the finality
But the heart craves immortality
The ticking clock stops for none
The countdown has probably begun
I can see how it transpires
In death, there is no despair.
A forgone conclusion. Sans legacy
one is forgotten in cecity.
Destiny that is deemed mine
In anonymity, is enshrined.
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