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![]() I'm going far away, to another place, People are gloomy, They bring flowers to adorn my grave, All of their faces clammy, With tears and perspiration, Dressed in white, I look from above and feel immensely sad. How can my people do this to me? How can they spoil my happiest moment? I wonder indignantly. I wanna run through the door, And meet all the people I wanted to meet. All the people I was always fascinated with, I wanna ask them about their thoughts and ideas, How they feel about their life, after death. Skate on the rings of Saturn, Sink in deep oceans, never to return. I wanna look over my near and dear, Observe who really mourned me, And who rejoiced my eternal sleep, I wanna cry over others' pain, Without being irritated by worried eyes. I am moving to another world, Much bigger than this one, Much more beautiful, Rejoice, distribute sweets, My sincere and heartfelt request, To all people concerned, Please don't cry at my funeral
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