Let's play with words a little, shall we?
So, death came. It sent a message. I left it unread. It felt sad, blue like it was Barça.
I think it balances out life, like Yin does Yang, like black does white. Can't they co-dominate like Juve does?
They say time flies, but on so many occasions, Death's always on time, like Daenerys on a dragon.
I think we fear death because life only taught us how to love beginnings.
Endings...?
Not so much.
Maybe we'd learn to clap for the final whistle at the end of this life-and-death derby.
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