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Oct 2016
Death,
Something that is so unpredictable,
a mystery that can never be solved,
is what lies ahead.
As one lies dying on the bed,
As one lies thinking of one's loved ones,
the light suddenly seems so far away,
and a tunnel comes to an end.
At the end of tunnel is something better,
or is it?
Juverine Wan
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Juverine Wan  F/Asia
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