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Nobody Will Hear You Dead
Nobody will hear you dead.
It may be
in time
someone will remember
something you said.
Someone will forget.
Death is not an end to a beginning.
It unseams existence.
Einstein is running,
just ahead of darkness.
poem
by
Brian Taylor
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