My body's giving signs
That it might like to stop
That's a crying shame
Don't feel fit to drop
Starting to feel pain
A wasted life's excess
Try so hard to win
Without much success
Should I just give up
Let the sirens sing
Prepare for longest sleep
Fly with angels wing
My box of secrets locked
And safely put away
For to give to you
To be opened someday
It seems that time has stole
The race I thought I'd won
I will gaze upon
The final setting sun
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