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Sometimes we see death, but it also darkens like the time that passes and we do not see it because we are always attentive to it
Death is not in a hurry, it does not carry eternity, it is not afraid, it is a river of cold water and a warm night of sadness or joy, but it is still latent every time we breathe like an old goodbye.
It is not a punishment, nor is it revenge, it is only a cycle that breathes through our lives, it is the door that has opened for us, it only opens every time we sleep.
Eternally Even if its presence hurts, it is not a hug of love or sadness, it is simply the guide to the other side of life, which we do not know.