Death - Poem by Kyungdae Min
I think over Death
So what I want to do in this class
is be honest.
The death will be the destruction of my body,
but my soul is immaterial
and so my soul can continue to exist after my death
We would like to live forever.
Immortality would be wonderful.
That's why death's so bad.
It rob us of immortality.
And if there is no soul,
If there is no immortality,
this is such an overwhelmingly bad thing,
Death is bad guy
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