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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