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Poem

Perishing has no antidote or remedy,

the pain that remains is great but solidarity,

It helps us take it more calmly.

What is perishing? Nobody knows, what we do know is that

when we die we want to transcend and be laurels on the path that awaits us.

And to be able to levitate in the paths of love and peace,

with the delight of how beautiful it was to live

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