Because I could not stop for Death
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A carriage appeared in the middle of nowhere.
A horse was its gentle guide.
No sound had been heard until the door of the carriage was opened.
Death appeared from its inside.
It moved with tranquility.
It had all the time in the world.
My child, it seemed to whisper.
And there the child stood.
He had forgotten who he was.
His name, his history, his anguish, his plight.
Now, it was just man and the divine.
You have suffered much, my child, it seemed to say.
The man could not tell. But he could understand.
It slowly moved its hand and placed it on top of his head.
Tears overcame the man's face.
He could not stop them from flowing.
His anger had been completely erased.
All he could feel was nothingness.
Come with me, my child, let us walk.
They must have walked for a long while.
But the man did not notice.
They walked slowly and quietly.
The being not muttering a single word.
And the man being afraid to do such a thing.