<div style="background:#fff;border:#bbb dashed 1px;padding:5px"><a href="http://en.citatepedia.ro/comments.php?id=362031" style="color:#000;text-decoration:none"><div style="margin:10px 0"><strong>Death</strong></div><div style="margin:10px 0">Death wavers above our heads <br>like the sword of Damocles, <br>waiting for the moment <br>when we are unaware <br>to strike and cut us down. <br>We know not when nor want to know. <br>Better, it come in the silence of the night <br>when we will not be aware <br>then we will not fight <br>until the inevitable end. <br>Just rest our head in sleep <br>the long cold sleep of death.</div><div style="margin:10px 0">25 January 2011 </div><div style="margin:10px 0"><br>Author’s Note: <br>I wrote this dark piece on hearing the passing of a second friend within a week.</div><div style="margin:10px 0"><br /></a><br />poem by <a href="http://en.citatepedia.ro/by.php?a=David+Harris">David Harris</a><div class=q> <img src="https://www.citatepedia.ro/g/32share.png" style="float:left" alt="Share"> <script type="text/javascript" src="//s7.addthis.com/js/300/addthis_widget.js#pubid=citatepedia" async="async"></script><div style="display:inline-block" class="addthis_sharing_toolbox" data-url="http://en.citatepedia.ro/comments.php?id=362031" data-title="Death de David Harris" data-description="Death wavers above our heads like the sword of Damocles, waiting for the moment when we are unaware to strike and cut us down. We know not when nor want to know. Better, it come in the silence of the night when we will not be aware then we..."></div> </div> </div>

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