Shadows of darkness fall over thee,
and a shroud of pristine white covers you.
Death is forming soul, and his raptures be.
I can no longer comfort you,
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Wow David such a saddened piece on death but yet the words give it such life....... well done again
Death is not the end, Just a parting for a heartbeat and then we are with the ones we love again... so i Believe my friend... beautiful write on a dark subjet David.. Done in so well as always...10