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UNTITLED! Tosyn Bucknor predicted her death in a poem

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Popular On Air personality, Tosyn Bucknor, who died of sickle cell complications on Monday night wrote an “Untitled”  poem predicting her death.

In the poem which has since gone viral, Bucknor, popularly known as “Area Mama” said “my steps on this earth, a testament to life leaving this place filled with strife.

“Don’t cry for me, shed tears for yourself for each date you acquire gives you a little less”.

Bucknor who was regarded by many as a fun loving and large-hearted said she doesn’t fear death and hopes to be remembered as one who lived short but had no regrets.

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After her sudden and shocking demise, her celebrity friends and fans had mourned her passing with touching tributes.

Many had honoured her with beautiful photos and videos of the wonderful times they had shared together.

Recall that the 37-year-old radio personality was found dead by her husband, Aurelien Boyer in their home.

See the “Untitled” poem;

“Prize I’ve earned since my birth, my vow to leave a lasting voice after I was.

“I look into the future and see me cease, I feel no fear, my face won’t even cease.

“My steps on this earth, a testament to life leaving this place filled with strife.

“Don’t cry for me, shed tears for yourself for each date you acquire gives you a little less.

“Now I know why I live the way I do Any why my mistakes, no second look.

“If I live my life according to their pace what’s my price in life’s meaningless race?

“Too much odds stacked against this fierce soul, so each hour, all I do is attain my goals.

“Spent a lot of days searching for purpose, Then I put my thoughts into poetry and prose.

“This is why I was put in this world, be a voice, Put emotions in words.

“For every tear I shed and times my eye smiled, someone will have known every option I tried.

“This cowardly heartfelt fear not death Prize I’ve earned since my birth.

“My vow to leave a lasting voice after I was Find a loyal number to keep fighting my cause.

“Here lies she who lived short but well No regrets for her, but all her story tell.”

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