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Death

Death,
it is a monstrous creature
that likes not life to existence with it.
It stalks its prey
night and day:
sometimes fast;
sometimes slow.
But no matter its speed, fast or slow,
it always catches up with its victims,
and takes them down, no
matter how hard they fight against it.
Written by ChipSpice
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