Secrets
Do I dare
to go?
Or shall I stay here,
stare here,
in this everlasting black hole?
I know not
about death
but life-
it speaks to my soul,
revealing its secrets
glittering and gold.
Do I continue,
or should I fly away
and discover
if the secrets of death
glitter gold?
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