You are a difficult topic. Hard to bring up, and hard to let go. Hard to believe, and hard to witness. Yet, you fascinate me. With your sharp eyes, and quick movements. Ready to strike at any moment. Smooth like a snake, but hard as a rock. Death, You are trouble. Yet you are peaceful. I wonder sometimes, Death, why do you do your job the way you do? Any reason? Why is that you are unexpected and that you strike when you do. You not only eat the poor and weak but the rich and famous. Not only the humans but the mammals and bugs too. Even the daily plants you take over. Herbs, flowers, butterflys, cows, cats, dogs, Grandma, Dad and Uncle too. YouTuber, and Actors, singers and writers, you take all of them to your will. You are a daily thing just like Life. And yet, you hurt us the most. We will see all of our lives ones soon, so why must it hurt? Okay, well, Death, I hope I see you soon. Good night.
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