Wednesday, August 09, 2006


(circa 1975 ... pre-gray hair!)

As yet a youth, I've written my obituary,
imagining the world a vacant place without me.
It's warm and effervescent
— why, it's really rather pleasant —
and it says all manner of delightful things about me.

Though I would lke to live to lengths extraordinary,
should I expire tomorrow, it would not surprise me.
Not bound to live forever,
mortal ties, someday, I'll sever.
And then, who better than myself to eulogize me?

— Ender

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