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Dead Ends?

One special day, with its long afternoon,
I trod a "mazing way."Mid foggy haze
The pathway ended quickly with dark gray's
Ensuing shadows, playing a sad tune.
Surrounding this dead end, I saw graves strewn,
And Death stood with his scythe!His glaring gaze
Of ire pierced my soul midst this dead end maze;
And Death thought I bound by his venom's rune!

I stalked Death in his scathing eyes and said,
"Souls you've slain at this dead end's last milestone
And shrouded each on a Procrustean bed!"

"Death, your dead end conclusions I disown;
A pathway I declare from you instead!"
I snatched his scythe and cut through the unknown!