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Jan 2023
Meet me at doorway to the afterlife
Death divides us like a knife
Where grass is greener the moment you walk through
Dream so good
The skies are blue too

Where people pass through the portal
Not looking back
Crossroads
A never-ending railroad track
It is all things this world needs but doesn't own
Meet me there when it's my time to go
The thought of what comes after we die scares the **** out of me..
Amanda Kay Burke
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Amanda Kay Burke  28/F/Alaska
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