Just An After Thought
Death is so final, to the ones left behind, it is bewildering, and can seem so unkind
Life is at best, a puzzle, a test, when it goes right it goes right, when it goes wrong, it’s a mess
Emotions are an ocean, they can be as gentle as the tide, they can also be
Pure misery that can dent, the proudest pride
True friends are rare, but true friends care
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