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Oct 2012
Death is but the beginning
of our never ending lives.

Fear not you sweet soul
We all live but a thousand times.

Death is insidious
Death is wise
But Death,
death is not kind.

We all face our death
before our demise.

Each and every day we swallow our pride,
we all die a little inside.

Yet

Do not mistake death
for end of life.
For its not but
the giver of time.

© 2012 Christina Jackson
Christina Jackson
Written by
Christina Jackson  29/F/FL, USA
(29/F/FL, USA)   
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