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Welcoming My Friend-

My dear friend is feared and despised. He can come and visit very disguised. He might wear disease that is unknown and take a detour at your lawn. I suppose he is not friendly but it’s him I long to see. Although each of us has the chance, I want to see him in advance. He is undeniably hard to predict but once you meet him you’ll be extinct. Don’t run away from him, it would be rude. Welcome our friend, Death, the best you could.

Copyright © | Year Posted 2016




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