Death

 Inevitable and unyielding,

Death comes to all, unrelenting.

A shadow cast upon our days,

A final breath, a parting gaze.


We fear its grasp, its icy hold,

But it comes for us, young or old.

And though it may seem cruel and bleak,

Death is but a transition we must seek.


For beyond the veil, a new world awaits,

A realm of peace, without the fates

That bind us to this mortal plane,

A place where we are whole again. 


So fear not death, but embrace its call,

For it is but the end of one stage, after all.



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