Who should have lived forever,
Living their last?
Who would ever believe that
They would die?
Life is the enemy we cannot defeat,
Only to cling like parasites on
The living flesh of the universe.
Life will always find a way to
Cheat death,
Hoping that we’re not noticed and
Brushed away with
A flick of the hand.
Life is a gift –
As sweet as the freshest peach,
As precious as a gilded jewel.
You will come back –
You MUST come back!
It is your destiny, and
Destiny will not be trifled with.
For we must never forget
What we are –
Or from whom we came.
This is our lifeblood;
Our nourishment.
Without it we wither and
Become nothing.
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