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After four deaths

To stop breathing

To cease to exist

To be seen no more by living eyes

To be under the ground

Or have ashes placed in an urn

To have stayed in the past

As a memory

A picture in a brain that might arise

If your name is mentioned at all.

To have taken nothing

To be looking at the living from above

watching us waste time on frivoulous actions.

to those four humans lost in this month that has passed,

I say thank you, for putting these thoughts in my head.

Since your passing, thoughts fill my mind about my time on earth, my mortality

that will meet me some time, I hope not soon.