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Dear, death

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What if you could write a letter to, love, death or time? What would you say? I wrote my letter to death, it's not as sentimental and heart touching as other letters I've read but honestly it's what I've actually been through very recently, which is why I decided to do it just now. Death is an extremely touchy subject for me so I believed that if I make peace with it through this I might be more at peace with myself and now after writing it I've realised that nope it still doesn't help. If you're reading this let me know if it helped you make peace with death or atleast be at peace by the idea of it.

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