Prompt: personifying death
It is of no great consequence to me.
Time does not exist.
I can go wherever I am needed.
I can love you.
I can hate you.
I could care less to bother with emotion.
My body isn't a body.
You might never see me.
Then again, you might see me everywhere.
Ominous music does not precede me.
Silence is not golden or a virtue.
If there are ears present, something will be heard.
Female or male.
Old or young.
Your time will be when my time is.
I hear you aging.
I can see your breath.
Such is my life as Death.
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