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You are now dead, but still in my head. What should I do? You kind of reflect in my eyes when I close my lids. The deceased can't talk, but you do in my ears. What's happening? It's so weird. My throat gets dry when I swear I will let throw you out from my brain. My veins throb when I say, 'I don't want you.' Is this a video game or someone playing a prank? Am I brave that I still battle with a soul? Or will I find peace, or will it shatter me into pieces?

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Date: 1/6/2024 11:12:00 AM
Nice poem with a view of "Let it go". Death affects each person in a different way.
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Hilda Greenhough
Date: 1/6/2024 12:24:00 PM
Yes.
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mr nothing wolf
Date: 1/6/2024 11:52:00 AM
thank you, hope you liked it.

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