When i'm gone from this accursed place, do not lay wreaths or roses by my grave side, decorate my orchard today.
When I'm gone from this plane, do not pay glowing tributes or oration of how great I was, sing of my praises while I am still here.
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Beautifully crafted from the psyche..... Praise me when I'm still here, not when I am Gone.
Wasting energy and resources on the dead who may have died from lack of care. The hypocrisy of men....10++
You can say that again bro. Thanks for your kind words and support.