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Oct 2016
Mind sat in the corridors of time
self aware and counting
to see death , the dead,
and one day to join them
how cruel that would be.
Yes I refuse to believe that life ends
why would it when life yearns to live.
life merely changes when needs be
and death is that change I will one day live.
Written by
nivek
216
     Ma Cherie, ---, --- and ---
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