The Cycle

by Luis
(Arizona)

Death is around every corner,
waiting for the chance
to pounce on its next victim,
being relentless and with no remorse,
only to leave with no trace
of its own existence
and vanish into the dark,
patiently waiting for its next prey
within the shadows of Life.

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