I could still have tried

one day
i won’t wake up
to begin another day of living
that i love so much

i won’t sit at my computer like i
do now

nor will i look at my walls
at myself in the mirror
having died, i’d like
once more
to visit, just pass by
pause as the wind invisible
to read a line i wrote

sometime somewhere on a wall
“i’m born to do only good
i’m happy, i try the best
i can”
i could still have tried
moving on, i look back
i’m happy the way i died

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