Lying in a warm pool of blood streaming from a fatal wound, the drum-beat sound of a dying heart slowly fading, light of day becoming increasingly dimmer, the last wisps of breath exhaust past quivering lips, timelessly waiting freedom of eternal sleep, unencumbered by imposed rigors of distorted, sentient human life that steals, perverts and, diminishes the natural, true purpose of life born to earthly experience beyond given senses to live the joy and wonderment of all worldly organism created, orchestrated in harmony, to share with compassionate equality, eternal moment, presence gift: Existence.
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