The Subject of Death
Throughout the sands of time,
death has been celebrated,
cursed upon, and seen
as a normal part of this journey
we call life.
It does not matter what manner
of death, time of death, or one's age
before he or she died..... It is a soul's
journey which every one of us has to go
through, and find out what lies in the next side....
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