The Death of all things comes.
Unwelcomed or not;
expected or not.
Death comes to reap the rewards of Life.
To take everything Life gave and turn it to dust with a touch of Her ashen fingers.
We shouldn't be scared of Her. She is only a part of Life's calloused hand. She brings only peace;
only content.
I say let Death come for me.
Let Her give Her precious gift, let the beauty of the unified fate of all the universe be welcomed now.
It is Her time.
Bring me Death, and in the face of Her reaping,
Let me be brave.
Let me be brave with the hope of a good death;
Because in the end-
It is all anyone can ask for.
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