

The days had dragged on for those witnessing his final throes of life.
As one moment led to the next, a bright light widened in his peripheral vision.
A clock ticked as his body relaxed in the natural way of acceptance and peace.
He’d done well… no regrets necessary… rest was about to be his reward.
The key to life had never been what he’d imagined.
Everything now made perfect sense.
71-words
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The key to a good death is to relax and let go.
You’re not the only commenter to say that. Thanks. 🙏❤
Always key necessary in liveing life. Amazing recommend the clock key. Relax & let’s go. .
😊❤ The topic of death isn’t always received well. Thank-you.
You are most welcome!
Well done. Makes death the inevitable reward. Who knows?
Thanks, Bill. We’ll all find out. ❤
No rush, Susan.
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