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Best Friend

Best Friend

 

I never thought I would be best friends with Death.

But in my lonely moments, in my darkness,

He is there, he comforts me.

I often feel alone, even in a room full of people.

But he comes to me, holds my hand.

Assures me that everything will be okay.

He often asks me to go for a walk with him, and so tonight I have agreed.

He tells me he has a gift for me and to close my eyes.

He puts the most beautiful necklace around my neck, the words "Best Friend" inscribed.

Photography by: Dustin Fisher
Poetry by: Chelsea Fluck

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