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  • Name: Matthew Waters (Wagula Mne')


    When it comes to my emotion or writing something from my heart this is what comes to mind, whether its about love, hate, fear, or sadness, I've always come to simply put things into a piece of paper, or write it out. But I have came a long ways, from growing up in a tough home, neighborhood, and school and maybe one day I'll write about that. Perhaps another day, but I've always been told write from your heart, so my classes enlightened upon a particular subject...Death. There's a lot a person can say about Death, but I simply put it simple, from writing a letter to Death, yet also telling of my glimpse in life. I always have to be thankful for things like this and marvel at such a particular thought, a lot of minds don't really think about Death, but yet we know its there, like a lingering apparition hovering above us for the rest of our lives until that day has finally come, but yet we don't notice the presence until we think about it.

    (Date: 10/01/14)
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    "Dear Death…Be Gentle
    I pray for one day that all this madness to end, for these solemn thoughts are only comforting to me and you. My heaven sent soul has been forged for years until this overwhelming sadness overcame me, that this may be the last time we talked, but please don’t give up Hope. I have seen the waters that once carried great immense ships and given life to many, I have seen the skies that give never ending Day and Nights and continue after my time will passed, I have seen the dirt that given my soul life and gave me a place to sleep when no home could provide. I have felt the heat that gave those before me warmth and light in the darkest times, I have felt the heart that given me love, anger, and sadness that have fulfilled me of being a human being. All this has been unconditional love of the universe itself and I pray that when my soul lifts from my body on the 3rd day that I’ll be there to bid you farewell, Dear Death…..Be Gentle

    Sincerely, _________ "

    Song: "Our Lullaby" by Me
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