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I was walking down the street
and saw Death's calm face.
He floated over before kissing my
hand and acting full of grace.

He wrapped his cloak around me
and I felt loved, refusing to fight.
He whispered, "I will take you somewhere
to enjoy the beauty of eternal night."

We swept across time and space.
Only his sweet voice called my name.
We came across a small village,
and I knew nothing would be the same.

He walked me to a gleaming white castle.
Everyone was happy in the dark.
The lights burned softly, and
I knew we had come far.

My bones no longer ached.
All my memories were fading.
"Stay here forever," he purred.
"I have always been waiting."

I danced for eternity.
We never tired.
My memories were his.
And my body was on fire.

Death was very graceful.
He never let me fall.
His touch kindled my desire.
I never wanted to leave this ball.

Death was very kind to me.
He wanted a queen of eternal night
forever and always to help
him to bring souls to his kingdom without a fight.

My soul began to ache.
He finally let me go.
"Your time is not come, but
one day you will know."

I woke from my dream in awe.
It repeated nearly every night.
I looked around my old house,
lonely, and full of fright.

Many years have gone by since the
day I left and returned.
I try to tell people they will be safe,
but none I've told have learned.

On the night of my nineteith,
I lay cold in bed.
I felt a hand stroke me and
lift up my head.

"Beautiful as always," Death
whispered with his grace.
"It is time to return to my kingdom
for the rest of your eternal days."

Death's grace gave me youth once
more as I became his queen.
In his kingdom of eternal night,
not one person was mean.

With this tale, know that death
is full of grace.
He will touch you and take you,
but never frighten you with his face.

Death is sweet and full of grace.
It is rest for the weary and pained.
His kingdom will be your final resting place,
there you can dance and play, while nobody is vain.

Some fear it, but it is full of grace.
Eternal night is sweet.
Love is sweeter.
Run towards it quickly on your feet.

Though you may not find it now,
someone there will love you.
Live forever in the eternal night.
Let Death's grace cover you.