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My Stuff
 

 
I often wonder what will I own
when I enter the other side alone

In this lifetime I`ve gathered many things
statues, paintings and fancy rings

I keep hoarding new`` stuff`` every day
when I go, my `` stuff` will have to stay.


If by chance some `` stuff`` gets by
I`ll try to sell it on the other side

I`ll buy me some kind of a flying machine
grab my ``stuff``and leave the scene

By TagTina456

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