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Dying Symphony.

Amidst the sensations               That float among us We dip our faces in the                                          Color of emotions. We cannot cry We cannot choose We cannot scold We cannot run For when death gives                              Wings to us all. Our souls will have fully lived. And we             Will be                        Whisked away To the ether, behind the curtain                                                      Unknown. Smiles dwell till the sun.
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