Riddle
If death comes,
She will show some,
Some is not none.
None is not all,
All is something tall,
And tall is close to small.
Small is almost what it will bea,
And bea may see to be me,
Me is hard to see,
As see is what you need to find she,
But first to find she death needs to come.
How will death come?
Who is she?
What is some?
Am I bea?
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