Gracious death

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sometime there is no escape
none can save the man,
when grave summons the soul
when love is gone,
and hatred replaces love,
when passion turns poisonous
when even the brightest rays of hope
seems dull and life is bleak
when hope turns hopeless,
and mightiest powerless,
and when dust turns dusk,
when life has taken its toll,
and fate shows mercy
death seems grace and
it embraces all.

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