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May 2020
Death.
Has no view in hindsight.
This realisation is so true
with the first breath we take
moves us closer to death.
Once its gone, theres no undo
no respawn, only the living memory of you.
Written by
Faizel Farzee  34/M/South Africa
(34/M/South Africa)   
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