Death, death,
It is all death.
Death in rain,
Death in lightning,
Death in air,
Death in fighting,
Death on land,
Death in quarrelling.
Life is nothing
But full of death,
I can't say with
All guarantee,
Death is full of life,
But life and death are one,
I can say here
At this time.
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This is a true reflection of what we see all around us- death taking its toll everywhere unforeseen. True description of an awful situation. Thanks. Life is nothing But full of death, Death is full of life,