She was so desperately in love with life,
So through birth, she was duly launched,
With promise, that all problems be staunched.
She was so desperately in love with love,
So, she was given a heart of purest gold,
With promise that with this love, she´d grow
old.
She was so desperately in love with fatigue,
So, Morpheus offered his hand & away they
danced,
With promise, of dreaming´s last choice &
chance.
She was desperately in love with dying,
So Angels cradled her, in their arms of death,
With promise of life, within her eternal breath.
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