I have seen Death this day,
he stared at me and then walked away.
I probably should feel some fear,
strangely I didn't while he was near.
He seemed to me the congenial sort,
his smile seemed to hide a smart retort
to any joke I might have made,
and to me his attention would always be paid,
but we spoke no words to each other
as though his connection was that of a brother.
I dont know when I'll see him again
but I think then a friendship will begin.
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