Eternity
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David Wood
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Death will claim its
Victory in the end
It will stealthily creep up
And tap you on the shoulder
As you make plans for
A redundant future.
It will bear you away
Swiftly before you can
Say fond farewells and
Create a rift with all you love
That can only be healed in
Time as your body returns to the earth
And your soul takes its place in the heavens
For all eternity.
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