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Teetering on the edge of life

and staring into the abyss below,

and nothing but a promise of darkness

and nothing here but woe,

A grave yet unfilled, empty,

waiting to be claimed,

where there is no rot,

yet.

But when the sun sets,

and the day turns to night,

then you shall know what

it means to truly fright.

Because, All things must come to an end;

and no man can withstand what time will bring;