If I died today, would anyone miss me?
What would my eulogy be?
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If I died tonight,
would it give anyone a fright?
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If I died tomorrow,
would it give anyone pause for sorrow?
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If I died this week,
would it cause anyone to seek?
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If I died this month,
would anyone be afroth?
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If I died this year,
would it bring forth a tear?
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If I die, who would care for my dog.
At the pound, he would be an underdog.
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If I died this year,
would anyone stop to share a beer?
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If I died this month,
would anyone put up a front?
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If I died this week,
would anyone freak?
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If I died tomorrow,
would anyone, from the future, borrow?
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If I died tonight,
would anyone gain any insight?
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If I died…
Poetry & More 
as for here
how would we know?
as for real life
one can only hope
but He
of the triune mystery
has and will continue
to count every hair
standing there
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Nice post 🌅🌅
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Thank you 💕
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Welcome 🙏 dear freind
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🤗
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Sure they would. I’ll buy the beer.
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Your poem really made me pause and reflect. It’s a powerful reminder that life is fragile, and our presence, though often unnoticed, can truly mean something to others. You matter more than you know.
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Thank you 💕
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Ofcourse you would be missed ☺ 🌸
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🤗, I think we all go through this mental phase.
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Oh yes
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I felt every line, especially the one about your dog. It’s a reminder of the love and responsibility we leave behind. You’d be missed more than you realize.
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🐕 He’s so spoiled. 😂 Thank you 💕
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