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Before Death BEFORE death comes to me I want to smell the pine tree Look out over the blue sea Sit by a river with you sitting next to me I want to walk over a stone bridge look down at the valley from a high ridge I want to walk down a country lane, smell the heather the ripened grain See the partridge quail pheasant with its long tail I want to stand on a pier as the tall ships with their white sails silently move up river to their resting place to dock and weigh anchor I want to see a peaceful world where children have smiles upon their face Instead of pain as they sit in dereliction squalor and starvation I want to see governments of all nations pay for their insanity I want humanity to mean humanity I want a perfect world Which is in itself insanity.

RJ WILSON, Blyth, Northumberland

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Publication:Evening Chronicle (Newcastle, England)
Date:Aug 14, 2015
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