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Oct 2014
Death,
Comes at once.

A singular point,
In time.

Unfortunately,
Death does come to the masses.

Only every so often,
But it is ok.

Everything is a cycle,
Life moves on.

All we can hope for,
Is good people,
When the rest,
Are gone.

I heard a rumor,
Of zombies.

A fantasy of mine,
In prior days.

If it is to be,
Let it be.

Hopefully I can survive,
And be ebola free!

Not once will i sit and say,
Woe is me.

It is a significant moment in time.
For that,
I'm glad its experience is to be mine.
Curtis
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