The Coming Close
It's coming to a close;
we've almost reached the end.
I hope I won't have woes
about the things I chose.
A little more my friend,
I know at times I tend
to follow with the trend.
Please don't let me impose
with words that no one knows.
And still we're almost there.
We've knowledge still to stow.
I've got some time to spare,
and effort left to bare.
And though I may not know,
just what I'll have to show
don't meet the status-quo.
Our days left here are rare.
We'll make it with a prayer.
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