Falling into oblivion
For letting death erase me
Like a flower
Deprived of life
Dying for ever
For whatever reason
Or not wanting
To live again
Feeding hungry worms
With my remains
Or sending them
To the four winds
By recycling my own body
Into many particles
Of the atomic table
After cremation
Accepting the end of life
Disguised as afterlife
Whilst hiding my own fears
Of apocalypse
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