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When the day arrives and I'm lying helpless, staring at the cold endless abyss, there's nothing to be done but pray that the other world would be a better place than this one ever was.

Surely, I was taken into its fiery embrace and then kissed with lips as cold as ice. I was ready for it and I couldn't tell if my life was bitter or sweet at that moment. Maybe, just maybe it was a little bit of both.

Kissed by death

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