Transported to the camp of death,
Minutes from her last breath.
She was told to get undressed,
A familiar face spoke to her, he confessed.
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Minutes from last breath we can imagine. Death is a stunning truth and this is definite. Very interesting sharing really. Wise poem on death.10
Thank you for your comments, the story struck a cord to say the least. Thank you again. Guy.