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.
