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The time to rest has come.
Yet I lay awake.
I listen.
I hear a voice,
a child’s laughter.
Silence.
I close my eyes and hear no more.
Darkness.
A light.
It is the light of death that leads me to god.
It offers its hand.
I refuse.
It’s not my time to die.
It fades away.
And
I fall into a deep sleep.
I dream
I DREAM!
Of.
Flowers
Laughter
Love
Friendship
And most importantly,
YOU!





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