finally like this poem from "Do not go gentle into that good night" by Dylan Thomas
Do not go gentle into that good night,
Old age should burn and rave at close ofday;
Rage, rage against the dying of the light .
Though wise men at their end know dark isright,
Because their words had forked no lightningthey
Do not go gentle into that good night.
Good men, the last wave by, crying howbright
Their frail deeds might have danced in agreen bay,
Rage, rage against the dying of the light.
Wild men who caught and sang the sun inflight,
And learn, too late, they grieved it on itsway,
Do not go gentle into that good night.
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