You look nice ,as the deceased
In selfie composed as an elegy.
Your bloat gone,you are so bald
And beautiful in a glass casket,
A glass content of selfie -worth.
You are not yet dead to world
And while you are still around,
You enjoy making selfie elegy
Like a camera selfie with stick
Achieved in ghoulish likeness,
A way of anesthetic distancing.
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