Meaning of Death
I heard the last bell ring as day turned to night
As I heard the last bird sing.
The sky burned fiery and then darken everything in sight.
I saw the wheels turn in the memories of all as the wind blew back old thoughts of those lost.
those souls roaming as the wind does.
I knew the silence of grievance
for the first time i felt the meaning of death.
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