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I am Dead

I am dead. I am dying. I am dust filling space. I’m a memory long forgotten now gone without a trace.

I am dead. I am rotten. I am smoldering fire. I am ashes rising spirits pluming flame upon a pyre.

I am dead. Momentary. The person who wrote this no longer exists. Time has passed long since lingering eyes and ideas persist.

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