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Towards the Light
Because Life’s dreary farce so
soon would end.
’T was my last pride to smilingly
approach,
Without a trace of fear, my yawn-
ing tomb.
The flickering lights burned low;
the flowers drooped;
The hour grew late; my noisy
friends had gone.
One guest remained —I was alone
with Death
Whom I had dared to summon
to my feast.
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