DEATH I SEE

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Stuck to my bed,
Stretched out for breath,
With a vision of death,
Anticipating the trip with dread.

My body seemed light,
Wild beams appeared from the thick night,
I gave my life the last fight,
But the strength I couldn’t ignite.

Soul out of the decaying,
Moving towards the calling,
By a mighty force pulling,
Into the after world as I journey.

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