I envy those who've gone before
their pain has ceased
and their struggles are done
and all they've left us was
fading achievements and memory
mine has some value
it was received and its validity affirmed
it served a purpose that was not in vain
some good was realized
for whatever it was worth
that's beyond understanding to tell
but it endures its terms
as we all endure ours and I envy those who've gone before
they left their burdens and continued on...
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