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The End

Words escape me,
The moment has come.
It’s easy to see,
I’m finally done.

Not able to go on,
No reason to fight.
This is my swan song,
I’ll no longer write.

The ink has run dry,
My writing pad is full.
There’s no reason to try,
And look like a fool.

So here’s my last poem,
Won’t see me again.
If some one asks, please show them,
For this is the end.
Written by Chaotic_Mess
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