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We Had a Rendezvous..... 

We looked past the darkness, 

into the void.

And, we saw.....

Death, was coming for us.

There was a smell of smoke, in the air.

And a taste of nicotine, on that breeze.

Fools, with their cigarettes.

Soon ....

to party

with the dead.

Giajl © Jim Love