I think I'd mentioned some time before that I would write a 'philosophical' text about the human condition. It looks like it will come out not too philosophical but rather typical - for me ;-)
she was 22
consumed by lung cancer
she'd never smoked a single cigarette
she saw all her friends
to say her Good-Byes
said there was nothing she'd regret
some old nasty creep
a former chancellor
a bugger you would not want as your friend
revered by the media
as the wise old expert
a joke that does not find its end
some go too soon
some die too late
call it bad luck
or call it fate
it's all part of
the human state
I will have to smoothen the long lines, I guess. I keep varying the tune in my mind to make them fit but they don't seem to flow too well...
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