Peace

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There is something .. so strange to be around one that's dead, whether it be man or beast, your eyes want to believe they breath when their heart has stopped, or see them move when their nerves just jump. To understand me is to understand death , a fear that will never leave me, I live day to day mechanically knowing there's is this end. I only hope it will happen again and that I will meet the one i love in the next life ... or will it be peace where all that happens are reflections of your happy moment, that's what i see when i look in to the eyes of the newly dead, A reflection of their life. Story for the picture , a young bull broke it's leg and had to be put down, which will be meat now. I thought i added this but maybe not