Dear lovely Death
That taketh all things under wing—
Never to kill—
Only to change
Into some other thing
This suffering flesh,
To make it either more or less,
But not again the same—
Dear lovely Death,
Change is thy other name.— Langston Hughes
Everything dies.
Defined as “a permanent cessation of all vital functions,” the “state of no lon…
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