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Death confusion

 Nomatter how much you fear death

It is the only fear that

We're assured we'll get over.

Pity

None of us on earth know

The experience of death.


Nomatter how much you can put

Yourself in shoes of the dead

You're not the one who's dead.


None of living things

Can ever know how it feels like

To be dead.

And maybe we're using the wrong term

To define situation

Of not breathing again

Maybe these people we say they're dead

They're not.

Maybe they've just lost in a game called life

And they're kept in a room -Heaven

For those who played according

To the creator of life game.

But why is there hell?


How can you give life to human being

Then love it,

And give it an evil heart so that

It goes to hell!?

So much confusion

I pray and hope to tell you

All about my death experience

In the next life.

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