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A letter the born out of curiousity to the entity, Death. |
| Dear Death I am writing out of curiosity and if only out of generosity I hope you'll humour me and help me to see Will you take our hand and take us from this land? or do we stay where we fell? no matter what we tell and for all the days we wait is it just another day to late? Do you have any mercy? Or a sick kind of irony? Why are you so relentless? leaving us with less and less do you cry high above the canopy? Or are you just uncaring entropy? I guess I won't know until at last you show I hope I'll be happy to greet so, until we meet Forever yours humanity |