They.

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"Considering the possibility of an ever imminent death
Sentiments exposed via a singular last breath
Now, caught in the crossfire, ever did they say
"In a week I could die or could be it today-"
"Don't talk like that!" The parents said
Yet unknown to all were they dead
Of course it happened quite a while ago
Whilst the parents bickered to and fro
As a ghost they watched above
And laughed aloud when mum lost her glove
"All is well" did they ever sigh
Well, on and on the parents did cry
"Better not fret!" The child cried
"To me paid you nothing even when I hath died!"
Distraught to no end at the parents' mood
They sent them away to their own little tombs
And they regretted it not
For now their souls were wrought
With the pain of a thousand men,
Whilst they flew above, freed from the world again."

-"They" by Eleneny

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