Cold hard ground,
Feel the Breath of the night breeze,
Silence fills empty spaces,
Shadows roam, as life itself diminishes.
Dew rains upon the ground.
Cold hard ground,
Nothingness surrounding,
Vacant life,
Vacant death,
Unfilled dreams,
Voided thoughts,
Nothing,
Nobody there,
Nothing at all,
Perception is weak,
Is that the end?
Is this how it finishes?
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