Acceptance of death
I loved and cared, now ashes burn white,
To come so far along, for it to all wither and die,
Perhaps this is my fate… locked away and put to rest,
As fall was once, now I cry and reminisce.
White has come… the wind howls and cries,
My heart now shattered, remembrance to cry,
The casket is now closing —too weak to fight
Perhaps I could scream… perhaps I should die…
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