As I walk through shadowed eternity
I feel the cold breath of immortality.

I quietly stalk the twilight looking
for love, but only darkness and
nightmares covet me.

Then I suddenly feel the cold grip
of death on my shoulders and I
start falling . . . falling into the
darkness of everlasting life.

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