
In the shadows it lurks, with no sound,
An enigma that's always around.
It takes the living, leaves them cold,
A mystery that never gets old.
Death, the ultimate secret profound.

In the shadows it lurks, with no sound,
An enigma that's always around.
It takes the living, leaves them cold,
A mystery that never gets old.
Death, the ultimate secret profound.
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