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Black
Remind me of my mortality
Exist where death has walked
Take up unknown, empty spaces
Behind doors that are locked
Hide the things I lock away
In the dark spots of my room
Hold the stars up in the sky
As I stare up at the moon
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This poem is meant to shed light on different reactions to loss. Death is a heavy subject, and it can hit people hard. Some people use the time for rememberance, while, for others, it is an uncertain time.