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DEATH
There is nothing left to say.
It won't matter anyway.
There is nothing left to do.
It's true, its life is through,
Death is part of life.
Sometimes, things just need to die.
Yes, there will be those who will cry.
They will ask why.
They will want to know, why they had to go.
They will say stay.
Sometimes, it is for the best.
A end to their quest.
People do say no,
but that is the best way to go.
A quiet, humane, peace, tranquil death.
