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Death is near
and he is welcome.
Let death in-
Let hell come.

My friends betray me
leave me for death.
I curse their souls
with my last breath.

I hope a lesson
is learned here.
For in death
there should be no fear.

But for you alive
and living well:
It takes no time
to become hell.

Before the bugs chew
on your eyes,
And on your face
land the flies,

Remember
Including you, everything dies.

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