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My Friend Death
Death is an ever present shadow hanging over all of us.
Over my friends and I as we rejoice in our youth.
Over the elders as I sit at their feet and listen to their tales.
Over me while I sing in the glen.
Death comes for us all.
Death is what all creatures everywhere have in common.
Death waits patiently to take us home.

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All at once all my elderly friends died and my father bought a gun to put sick animals down. Death. I became so familiar with it I called it a friend. Like the neighbor who's house you pass and wave at them while they sit on the porch.