Ask me of death and I will shrug
It’s not something I know of enough,
In this life of illusory maybe it too, is not real
So why should I worry and wonder how it feels,
Maybe it’s just transitioning from a solid state
Into a spiritual conscious energy place,
Do we die and are we reborn or do we always exist
But not in a way that we think we live,
Yes, I am curious and know not to be too dismissive
And to remember that our beliefs and ideas should never be too rigid.
fauxcroft 
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