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English class and a bunch of time to waste. One of the many written out of boredom.
Sleep beyond sleep,
the eternal sleep.

Silence amongst silence,
simple silence.

Forever still,
yet forever free.

Away,
yet only arrived.

The end,
yet only the beginning
of a new adventure.

This is Death.




...............Why must I write this odd thing one might ask. Thing is, I have no idea. Maybe the problem is insufferable boredom brought on by english class.
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