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I met the Death on the corner of the road.
He talked to me, he was upset,
At first I was afraid, but five, minutes left
I was still alive, I’ll try to spoke,
I’ll try to joke. But he just walk
He was afraid.
I asked him, why?
He answered, hi!
He was junk, I was drunk.
Then we just walk along the road,
Lights of the cars blinded us
There was no pain
Just two of us, both drunk and junk
And of course blind.
It’s starting rain.
Death was his name
It was his nature
He told it to me
I became to understand
This night, which gave me
Such an unusual met.
We spoke about the nature
of the humans beings
We spoke a lot about such things
The rain is stopped
But we still walked
He told to me he could create winds
And of course flame.
I am try to gues
What mean the Death.
I asked him
What does it mean
To be the Death
And he tell me
"If you want to understand
what did I mean
you must to understand your life.
That good and evil and all like this
It's just the same sings
It's just the same shit.
So you all damn.
That's what I am".

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