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The Grim Reaper

I am the personification of death

I am a living, sentient entity.

Be careful what you wish for

You'll just die when you meet me.

My name is the Grim Reaper

I'll be wearing a hooded black cloak.

I carry a large scythe to harvest human souls.

If you meet me, you will croak.

Death is the final darkness

At the end of this life.

It has been both feared and worshiped

Since the dawn of time.

I am the Grim Reaper

Death is your destiny.

Try as you may, you can't escape it.

When you see me...dead is what you'll be.

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