On Exit Plans

Death is just a state of being

Not many options I am seeing

My own hand is as good as any

And death’d save a pretty penny

The unspoken cost of living

Balanced with the final giving

And so my old friend suicide

always walks gently at my side

An option that is always there

The final way to settle care

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About a foolhardy florilegium

Nullius addictus iurare in verba magistri
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