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I look up and see the sun rising over the horizon
I look down and see something dying
I look over and see that the suns not rising, it’s actually getting lower and lower
And as I try to help the dying creature, keeping a grasp is getting harder and harder

As the thing dies I feel like an old friend is dying
But as the sun comes I feel like I’m being lifted away from all the death and the dying
When I was leaving from the bottom I wasn’t sure what would await
I now see it was the old me that died as I head through the pearly gate




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Feb. 1 at 5:03 pm:
Beautiful, I know this feeling very well.
 
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