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Death and Life

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Akela-Nakamura

Published: Feb 11, 2014

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Death and life,
Love and war,
Paradoxes to be sure,
But connected endlessly.

Death,
The end of life,
The doorway to the other side,
Irreversible, unavoidable.

Life,
From one’s first cry,
To one’s first kiss,
Life is the year’s one spends on earth.

Life and death,
Forever connected,
Forever in conflict,
Forever causing joy or grief.

Half goddess, half hell

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