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Death is silent It hides high in the night’s confinement Vile and violent While minding a time to try us And remind us That we cry when time is denied us To incite this Fear of death inside us Death is spineless It will find men that you confide in and confine them in asylum Make those that you dine with and reside with the same lives that you will pine for in silence Death is mindless Nevermind the genotype or phylum It’s designed to find and defile us