how did this happen

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    how did this happen

    here i sit in a darkened room.
    the light is dim and spaced.
    a man just with a little hint of doom.
    appears upon my face.
    he tells me i have been destined,
    to leave this world behind.
    he says that i must rest in,
    a place that ill never find.
    he tells me that i have sinned,
    that i have desecrated as such.
    and now I'm pinned against the wall,
    it feels like such a rush.
    i wish that i could end it all,
    and send them all away.
    but if i do and them they saw,
    forever they will stay

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    Walt Whitman, American Poet (1819-1892)

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