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May 2020
Death is beauty,
               as the rose atop of death
feeds on the nourishment of
                                   an empty shell.


Even though its petals decay,
                              its reaches higher

than the tomb
                      to bring life crimson to the surface.
Poetic T
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Poetic T  On Oblivions Doorstep
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