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I Hope Its Gas (Quatrain)
I Hope Its Gas (Quatrain)
I don't know how much longer
I can go on
I've had these pains in my chest
But now they're gone
Although there are times they hurt
The pangs are pure
Maybe I should get checked out
Is there a cure
If I have a heart attack
It may be best
I can leave this cold cruel world
And I can rest
I guess only time will tell
I hope its gas
Then again if it isn't
I guess I'll pass
P.s. Nobody is perfect
poem
by
Edwin Tanguma
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