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Jul 2018
Death is boring
A dark void of nothingness
Some people choose death
Others accept
But life
Life is feeling a soft breeze though your window
It’s listen to the crickets at night
Life is children’s laughter and....false hope
It’s the chance to breathe underwater
And death is knowing you’ll suffocate
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