a life not yet lived

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A Life Not Yet Lived

When I’m gone
I’m gone.

 

Don’t bring
me back.

 

What you
bring back
is not me
it’s a
gross caricature
of what
I was,
something death
has already
laid
claim to,
something you
yanked
out of
a profound
transition.

 

Instead sponsor
a starving
child in
Africa Asia
or Detroit,
it doesn’t
matter where.

 

Save a
life that’s
not yet
been lived,
not one
that’s over.

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