He reached down in the gloomy cemetery, and picked up an urn filled with ashes. To his great surprise his own name and date of birth were engraved on the urn. Next to his date of birth was today’s date for date of demise.
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I have been writing for years, but so far I have made little or no money doing it. I will never give up even if I don't make a dime. I mostly write poetry, but I occasionally write essays, commentary, essays and short stories. Some of my work is really good, if I say so myself. You be the judge. I am at my best when I am inspired, but that unfortunately isn't very often. View all posts by brianmich6905