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Living in its fear

With heads, humbly bowed

Dreading the subsequent instant

Where all your breaths could be spent

But for a restricted few

No changes can it bring

A perpetual, mind numbing pain

Life from them, already drained

A survival colder

Than it threatens to bring

One you may only thaw

With your icy claw

A soulless existence

A meaningless consciousness

Death, what is your identity?

You cannot destroy, what could never be


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