Wednesday, November 22, 2023


You may think you’re prepared for death,
Decided you’re neither fighter
Nor a fortunate outlier.

You may ignore the horizon,
Stoic toward the dark rider,
Relaxed before its arrival.

Your death isn’t coming for you.
It’s coming for those who love you.
The suffering’s for survivors.

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