Sometimes, I wonder why we lose the ones we love the most..
Sometimes, I wonder if death only come to make us transfixed, entranced, mesmerized by it horrifying presence
Death, where is thy boasting??
Grave, where is thy sting??
We weep today but tomorrow we rise....
And then Death, thy presence would be abreacted.
A-Clef The Poet
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