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𝐃𝐞𝐚𝐭𝐡
I had felt death.
I had needed it.
I had begged for it.
I had married myself to it in my mind.
I had cried for it
in rooms where the curtains never opened,
in nights that would not end.
But death refuses me,
passing my doorway,
turning its face to walls that are not mine.
Death forgets me.
And I remain.