Death
I know,
you started teasing me now.
a pain in the chest,
sleepless night,
confusing dreams,
a weak voice,
my growing limp...
I know.
you are teasing me now.
But, don't hesitate to enter.
don't bother to ring the bell.
The door is always open.
for someone to fly away-
or someone to be home.
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