TO ALEJANDRO SAWA
(EPITAPH)

Never was a man, ever
So bent to pleasure, more
Driven to pain.
Never has one fallen with such
Countenance, that of so
Victorious a loser.
Oh, he was as keen to go to waste
As others are to win.
And so he missed
His life,
For want of love and
For having given so much.

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Better to die and forget
Than to love and to live.
It's more worthy to let go
Than to achieve.