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Deaths Come In Threes
Kofi Annan, Aretha, and Jean Paul
I kept wondering who would touch my
sense of loss next. The old saw that
death comes in threes always
hits me when I hear that someone
who helped to shape me died.
Cause is less of importance,
though it makes the heart's pieces
break smaller, and perhaps too
each death reminds me that
I ain't no spring chicken any more.
I keep saying I want to die
with a smile on my face to say
how great it has been, but there
is no escaping the death grimace
that undertakers labor so hard
to eradicate, but never quite
succeed.
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