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Dying is a fact of life
Like a book filled with chapters
You think will never end
Then the day will come
When death will knock upon my door
And life will be nevermore
Is dying the end or just the beginning
We hope of another type of existence
Where family and friends await
But until we cross over into that other place
I think I shall make the most of this life
And not consider death but keep my
Hopes that a better place awaits
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