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His Words

I am anjark albitonni and this is my poetry 
We are born to die so others can live again in our place. Each of us shall one day be born, we will each live a moment in an infinity of time. Then we shall die returning to the earth that gave us life. 
Death is not beautiful nor ugly 
Just convinient for continuation. 
One day soon I will die, leaving this world with nothing. 
Although my body, mind and souls shall turn to dust. My words shall live on in my place immortalising my image. 
(true name and true story) 
©poetryvall