Life's Losses
Bodies,
Upon bodies,
Underground.
We lose each other more often than not,
The cause of our problems is undeniable,
Though the solution is shrouded.
Death and life unite in a place that is unlike earth,
Unlike darkness,
It’s a different view,
Fresh perspectives,
They hold on when they leave us.
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