Five Line Stories – Death's Visit
May 27th, 2020 | 1 min read

Death approached me and took a seat beside me. He sipped on his coffee before finally saying a word.  “Live,” he said.  “Isn’t that what I’m doing?” I asked.  “Only when I visit,” he replied. “No one ever really lives unless I visit.” 

This article was written by Akina Chargualaf.
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