Awakened Poem by greg richardson

Awakened



Awakened from
a death defying sleep
What happens next
is a mystery to me.
I've seen the end
and now
must see it through-
death comes to each
and everyone of you.
As for me
I can never die,
atleast
I console myself
with that little lie.

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