What do you think of this? Not really a poem....but something random I thought?

PJC

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How did I get here?
Where did I go wrong?

I never thought it would end up this way
The world was in my hands
Space and its stars were in my grasp

Now I am no better than a mere peasant

I remember gold and precious stones surrounded me
Now all that surrounds me is darkness

I thought I was immortal
But I was terribly wrong

What joy I felt when the wind hit my face
The soothing feeling of peace in my soul

It’s all gone
Now this darkness is all I have to call my own

Who knew my end was this hole 6 feet in the ground

I WAS IMMORTAL…
 
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