A Poem on Death and Dying – by Jeremiah Williams
Where would I be, if I wasn’t me, Maybe a pirate, who conquers the seas, Or maybe a sailor who has a disease, I might be a warrior, so thin and strong, I might be
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Where would I be, if I wasn’t me, Maybe a pirate, who conquers the seas, Or maybe a sailor who has a disease, I might be a warrior, so thin and strong, I might be
While I stare at all of you, while your lit up, I am reminded of unforgettable memories. The first memory was made by my dear Old Granddad. When I was thirteen, I was playing pool with