Death is unquestionably part of the every day
The dark shadow dulling the bright light of a happy world
Unseen fears lurking in the shadow
The recognition of the unavoidable
But does the mind shy away from the inevitable
Too afraid of the end to enjoy the present
Does death unthinkingly bring the end of a good life
Or provide sanctuary to those who have waited for nothing but the end?
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