Lost- All -Friends
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I have lost all my friends
but still two to four read me
Soon they will also leave
for greener pastures
Still my dear ones
do come across often
I think the hour is approaching
as my mind is decaying
to join the kingdom
of sans all
Shakespeare is calling
With-hold I may not yet go
no flight open yet
towards heaven
Ill come back at half past seven
if I'm alive from heaven
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