darkness hangs on
death's grip will not ease
will not loosen
there is no story to be told
once the final page of life is written
the door of the tomb slams shut
now, light seeps from the tomb
outside, life continues, while
inside the tomb is death
yet, from where there is only darkness
light begins to shine
death's grip is not loosened
death itself is no more
light shines in the darkness
trying to pay attention to what's going on in the world around me
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