Life or Death

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Sunday the start of it all, Life.
Blown through the desert and heat.
To the point of the silver knife.
Where the dead men meet.


Forever frozen with fear of death and fate.
Gods come and go, people will thrive.
Fading only for our own cause.
To survive.

 

To push the limits of the unknown.
For love and family and the future.
But at the end everyone is alone.






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