The darkness scares me, and there is no avenue for escape. I long to get back where I came from, but the exit doors are closed. I do not possess physical strength to break them open.
It is my first night in the cemetery. My tombstone reads “RS- October,1974 to December, 2017”.
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Very interesting perspective!
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Thanks a lot!
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Chilling…
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Is it? It is only a soul getting used to a new place 🙂
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