Death is among us, it surounds us, engulfs us.
It is not an allusion, there is no way to cheat it.
Death comes at anytime, in anyplace.
Bringing us tears, happiness, and loneliness.
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My life is a jail.
while my mother hales.
No freedom allowed.
In this place of sorrow.
...
I used to hate Neal,
But now I like him.
I used to hate school.
And I still do.
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