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Run, run away, into a dream world far away someday everything will be alright.

The sun will shine for me, this battle I must fight, must win,is the end of one life, a new one to begin.

I hope the end is drawing near, to rid me of this pain and fear.

And now I see the future clear, I will not shed another tear.T

he battle is over, no more pain and strife as the curtain draws on this abnormal life.



A poem Adele wrote after she found out she was terminally ill

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