build me no monument
after I’m gone
sing no love songs
at my grave
write no poems
extolling my virtues
just send my ashes
into the wind to be
mixed with the cosmic
dust and one day
become a star
Stardust
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rhymeswithbug 
Oh Yes, and a lovely star you’ll make!!
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Awww, shucks.
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Twinkle, twinkle!
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What a heartfelt desire…………..to be one with the cosmos…………………………
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