Prompt: To write a poem with repetitive lines.
Someday, life will end
Waiting on the toes.
Someday, the end will have
Wilting flowers to bury.
Someday, one will stop dreaming
Wasting sweet memories.
Someday, one would have memories
When end came tiptoeing, without any warning.
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