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Sleep.
Thouse Little Slices of Death,how I loathe them.
-Edgar Allan Poe
Death
A Simple Word
A Simple Lord
Not at all a gallore
Fear aloft
Never Stops
Death
Hard to breack
Can never shake
Or take away
One past ten
Fears at an End
Death
Easy to describe
A fearsome beast
Who will never cease
Death
Death
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Death
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