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Death is the most curious of all things
It makes you wonder what it's like
It makes you wonder where the spirit goes
You never know when your time is up
You never know hoe you are gonna leave
But when death comes
it leaves a mark
Not only for the family whio mourns
But for the people who never knew him
It affects everyone
It feels different when he's not here
You wonder why and how
You think damn, I just saw him yesterday
You think about the last words you said to him
Automatically you begin to reminence
You think what could I have done
You never know what his last thoughts were
Tears begin to fall
Sorrows are heard
In the mist of it, people are brought together
Comfort is shown
Anger is expressed
Sadness is seen
Emotions are felt
Thoughts begin to cry
Maybe he's happy now
Maybe it was meant to be
Maybe he was forced into it
Maybe it's my fault
You'll never know the truth
Death is anonymous

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