Dear Death

This is what I imagine it to be like.

A piping cauldron waiting for me down below as my corpse swing in the wind like chimes. The souls of bygone beings chanting with their eyes and the handsome Lord of the Underworld (and WiFi apparently) smirking for my welcome.

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