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Alright here it goes....
Being dead is not a fright
Simply being alive might
Now JACK here is lifeless
And now knife-less
Sad as it can be
He'll be across the sea
Haunting and Hunting
Alive or Dead
Serving for the ones
He once tread
It should like something like this: A stubby arc shaped concrete thing very run down with the stupid poem i wrote and must never be visited
Born - 1795
Died - 1864
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