How i wish this day not comes.... But, i know, i cant.... so, just Go through with it.... When friends shall shake their heads, and say Of miserable me-- mmmm, how she groans! Look, how she pants for breath! When they shall say of these dear eyes-- 'How hollow, O how dim they be! When some old friend shall step to my bedside, Touch my chill face, and thence shall gently slide. But--when hers next companions say 'How does she do? What hopes?'--shall turn away, Answering only, with a lift-up hand-- 'Who can hers fate withstand?' Persuade the world to trouble me no more! ah... nothing much more.... my life still goes on.... and U know what.... I'm, so happy with that...

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