Do you ever think about death?
Does it bring anxiety, a soul’s unrest?
So much sadness, so many tears.
Missing loved ones, memories so dear.
Sobbing in rivers, overflowing with pain.
They hear your heartache, holding hands in the rain.
The veil will lift, and your day will come.
A time for rebirth, just walk towards the sun.
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