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May 2019
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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