Challenge
Write about death without mentioning it.
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End
The smell of flowers and candles
Now surrounds me
The warmth of my skin
Has left me
Sheathed now by darkness and cold
As I have finally
reached the End
The smell of flowers and candles
Now surrounds me
The warmth of my skin
Has left me
Sheathed now by darkness and cold
As I have finally
reached the End