While we blame Death
And her gruesome scent
Suffering makes merry
To her heart’s content
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Frank Solanki 
This is one to embed into one”s Heart.
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Beautiful lines!
Reminds me of the quote from Harry Potter, “Do not pity the dead, Harry. Pity the living, and above all, pity those who live without love.”
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