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The Greatest Mystery

Death. It's said to be the greatest mystery. That no human has ever truly been there, And been able to come back to tell of it. Well, That may be true, But Death is not the greatest mystery. No, Because that would be life. It would be to live. Because no human knows what the future holds for them, And while in death they may get their answers, In life they never will.
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CallMeShynie
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Dec 21, 2014
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Written 12-21-14

Random free-verse thing. Weird maybe, idk.

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#life#living#future#death#unknown#mystery#human#live#lifeanddeath#mysteries
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