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Mar 2015
life stops
death precedes life
before its taken

death is inevitable
but soul is immortal
forlorn remnant of your soul
punctuates everyone's life

grieves and mourns stop
your remnants fade
from when you were dead
life annihilates your wraith
slowly but surely

what is left of you,
in this world,
my dear?

Nothing.
But everything.
girl
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girl  Singapore
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