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This is a poem about the misunderstanding or ignorance of the meaning of death. |
Thy not see the dark beneath. Nor hear the cries of those forgotten. Feel not their lasting touch on life. Know not the secrets buried deep. To learn and grow, or stay and rot. Many paths to take. One end to meet. Thy not know the truth of death. Nor understand the meaning of life. Feel what's forgotten in the past. Hear not the voices at the end. |