DEATHS

Death comes with warnings.

The pulse stops, while breath lingers,

with eyes closed to life.

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With a last goodbye,

My soul moves on. Deep darkness,

surrounding my dreams.

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His white hand holding,

the rim of life with fear.

Horizons of pain.

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With a ray of hope,

I cross the threshold of Death.

Coming back no more.

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Silence comes binding

Knowledge with sacred secrets.

Music of spheres.