Drowned by the shadows

Inert beings around me
I feel their chill presence
I feel their putrid stench
Like a whisper brought by the wind
The trees hit each other their leaves
As if they want to storm me
But I am not afraid
Because I will soon rest in this cold place
My body gets weaker every time it feels
Drowned by the shadows

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