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Poems About Death

And what is Death? Is still the cause unfound?
That dark mysterious name of horrid sound? —
A long and lingering sleep the weary crave.
And Peace? Where can its happiness abound? —
Nowhere at all, save heaven and the grave.

– John Clare
What is Life?

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