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Darkness of the shadow
We as mortals get to thinking of life as a great and wonderful thing, While at the same time we look upon death as a vicious and evil creature that stalks and hunts us unfairly.
And through it all we forget to see that all death is, is the return to what we once each alreayd were.
For all of us are but shadows and dust.
Here today...And gone tomorrow.
Poetry, Thoughts and feelings about life or whatever has happened recently in my life.
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What is cold as ice, Dark as night and hollow as the wind?...For the answer ask me.
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