And Death Whispered Her Name
ANDY BARLOW, 2021 — on Foundation
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From a poem by the artist:
When Death comes to call, She will smile and whisper your name. When Death comes to call, Her icey lips will linger on your cheek. When Death comes to call, You will feel no more pain.
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