Poem
The metallic door to the ugly side of death
Grief Acceptance Poetry
Once it was a divine vessel,
But today organic material
No soul inspiration in the heart,
Which has no beat in it
Life... Was it an illusion?
Love beyond the darkness...
The sheer darkness
Light

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