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My New Friend DeathI leave the mortuary not in grief,
but with a new friend, death.
I have thought of you many times since we last spoke.
Infatuated as an adolescent, I longed to be one with you, to escape the confines of my ego and the pain of existential discord.
I once judged you
Macabre as the stench of rotting pruned purple flesh and leaking bodily juices fuming the air
Melancholy as being reminded how small and seemingly insignificant my existence is compared to the universe
Morbid, Mopeful, Morose,
the bringer of Misery, deserving of reproach.
Then you suddenly visit again, abruptly
Like an ocean's wave toppling over then crashing on top of me with the reality of my own mortality.
This time I stared you straight in the eyes
not with fear, denial, or anger but acceptance
I see that you have no ill will, no intention to harm, no choice in the matter.
You and life work in tandem.
I would not know the privilege of living,
were it not contrasted with the prospect of dying.
Thank you death,
because of y
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