life and death
life is beautiful
flowers bloom
trees sway in the wind
people are born
blue ocean waves
but it doent last
things die
they whither away
one minute there here
the next minute gone
in a new dimention
a new life
a new form of life
you may feel them
there spirits linger
in the mist of the air
unseen, unherd
still there
people die
still here
you cant see touch or hear them
but they linger in your presence
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