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A Poem Called: Death

What is it like after death, Will we ever really know what is in store for us after we take our last breath of air, Are those pearly gates really waiting for us, Will there be an eternity of pleasure, Will all our hopes and dreams come true, Maybe what is in store for us is an endless abyss of darkness, Where your loved ones mourn for their loneliness, And for their own grief of losing you, Then again maybe something happens that you never thought of in the first place, Maybe your body is the only thing that really dies, Your soul gets reborn into a new life, You forget about what used to be, Maybe you enter a life with more lives to touch, Will we ever really know what happens after you take that last breath of fresh air, The only people we can ask are in no condition to answer, So we just wonder and wait, But we'll never really know.

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