Death's Forbidden Entry Logs
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Last published Thu, Jun 21, 2012
"Death, has come knocking on my door."
No.
There is no door.
No barrier.
Nothing that comes between us.
I am simply there. Right behind you. Waiting.
When the day comes, there is no time to waste by opening a door.
I reach for your hand, and hopefully, you can accept mine.
Nararated by Death, straight out of his entry log, he describes one of his most memorable visits.
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