Growing Dim

Born to Die

By 96-Zest DoePublished about a year ago • 1 min read

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Born in darkness, but raised in light

My joy for life is confounded by plight

I suffer and struggle just for a breath

My plight gives birth to a preference for death

The preference will die on one breathless night

sad poetry

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96-Zest Doe

My name is 96-Zest Doe, born January 1st, 1871. I have returned from a posthumous existence to finish an important collection of stories, documents, and proofs. The best has yet to come.

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