Death
death is the closing door of thought,
threshold of serenity
the soulful paths of cordiality
it is perfected for unerred sorrows
the conclusion of life
at uninviting time
the flickering hopes of cause
the cause of fingers rising eventyally from ****
the cause of having hands shoved back in deep muck
the dimming flame of candles the blown out storm
the saddening peace of perishing dreams.
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