After
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Category : Poems
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Living in my head,
And lying in my bed,
Where do we go once we are dead?
Where will we go and what will we do,
When it all comes crashing down,
No chance of coming to.
It's a scary thought,
One to which I don't have an answer,
I guess I'll find out soon,
When comes the "after."
