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Last words of the poet
Stronger than the words expressed in a lifetime
Because she knows that the rhythm is about to flat line
And at the moment the heartbeat will cease
She too will be deceased
Wondering if the life she lived was sufficient
For wanting to leave a legacy
To encourage the new branches of her family tree
Hoping that, while she strove to obtain,
She has left room for the future to gain

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