When the time comes
To go
I hope I go in a
Morphine dream
To be so sick as to
Need a drip that
Will gently bring a
Morphine dream
But not so ill
As to bring
A chill
Of pain
So bad
I wish
I had
Lived my life in a
Morphine dream
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Absolutely stunning, confronting and comforting at the same time. It reminds me of my mother’s passing and the fact that she was able to choose when she had had enough. I guess you could say she went out in a morphine dream and I’m pretty sure it was a pleasant one for her, strange as that may sound.
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That’s how I hope I go. There are worse ways.
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Yup. That’s how I wanna cash my chips.
Cheers,
Lance
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Me too. Thanks, Sir.
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Lou Reed or what! Like it!
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Right. Hadn’t thought of that, but right. Thanks.
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That would not be a bad way to go, methinks.
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I agree. That’s exactly what I was thinking.
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