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2015, Meredith

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MY SONG UNITED EVERYONE IN THE PLANET, SINGING THIS MELODY: I AM RENOWN

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Mark Meredith

I have united the planet singing my melody.

I am renown.

I must write some kind of poetry, one more of some sort, ahead of I clears out.

I must create some sort of joy within my-self in my greatest love: music.

I must create some anonymous psalm prior to bequeath before I am merely known as the late Mark Meredith by everyone and not just known as just me.

I must discover an unidentified melody; some supreme forgoing instead of from enjoying myself in pleasure.

The rare occasion that I do write from the renowned by every one, terrible, spoiled, son from my angry father, from the rich, famous band lead singer, show person, whom trashes every occasion that he is in a fancy a ritzy hotel room.

I had some melody once; as my past self, he,

Have the cosmos at his foot, standing on top of the universe.

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He had his first joy once as a famous man.

With the positive remark from one youthful maiden.

The barmaid was some unripened maid.

He wanted to experience.

Some kind of feeling of nobility.

Farther off than the seedy-appearance personal jets

He wants to inspire some anonymous tune ahead of the sunshine gets

He wanted resplendence in addition to an additional meaningless good-by of, which to write.

The era scythes his life

Now his era almost expires

I want to write of that once resplendence

I want to write a melody about that unnamed flame from that ascendance

I want to create an anonymous radiance in that poetry concerning resplendence

I want that poem to create glorification

I want somebody's credit for once finally

From some lullaby, that it chimes like a melodic choir

True actuality like in real life!

Delight like some incandescence-ing enthusiasm

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I will be a perpetual hire once again writing songs for movies, now

To write some eulogy for myself

I want to create some glee within persons

I want to create some devotion with in me to be a writer once more

I want to write some poetry that would create a quintessence for some immature humanity to inspire humankind, to a humanity of tomorrow

I want to be some adolescent fly-blind who would be perfect to inspire humanity: discover some poem within my thoughts ahead reaper grasp clutch of me,

Experience majesty: enjoy just one sun down.

Find the future unidentified melody that might be fate for me.

I have to complete this song score sheet ere I feel as if I have fulfilled the ineffective duration of life doing nothing but feeling pure boredom!

The schedule I made, in order to complete before I get old and die, becomes Reaper's scythe.

Besides; I nowise I'm questing toward continue at all; additionally:

Lifetime oh too very soon; right soon: too soon; oh-so very soon: oh too-soon draws nigh!

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