Way Out...
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Death is inevitable
Life is more prescious
So why not choose to live
Not in my body only
But in hearts of every soul
I touch with my sane look
Meeting their needs
And satisfying my soul.
Death has much tools to execute.
Life has few but powerful to mesmerize
A wise choice is a blessing
What have you decided
To be contagious
With hope of life
Or smoulder
With pestering death.
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