A Beautiful spring morning, a little boy running down the street,
got hit by something big and was thrown right off his feet.
He did not hear the voices shouting all around him,
neither could he feel the chaos engulfing him.
All he heard was the chirps of the sparrows,
and saw the mesmerizing blue sky hovering in the shadows.
He felt an eternal bliss which he had never felt before,
with loved ones all around him helping to sail shore.
Then suddenly with a thud, he came back to his senses,
feeling oozing blood and burning scratches.
The pain he felt was just too much to bare,
he simply couldn't understand why was all this his share.
Out of nowhere came a hand and pushed him back and forth,
suddenly the pain left and there was chaos no more.
Rubbing his eyes and dripping in sweat,
the little boy experienced something we call DEATH.
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