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Rolando Andrade's avatar

I'm glad you survived death. I've been through that experience myself and I know how it can change us and call into question everything we think we know.

For me, death is white, just like loneliness. That's what death is, an immense white loneliness. I wrote a poem about it that has already been published on my blog here on substack. The poem is called “White loneliness”

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Sally Jupe's avatar

That was a truly reflective one and I too am pleased you survived to tell us your colour of death. You made me think, and at first it was also black. When I was very unwell with pneumonia at the age of 30, death felt very grey looking back now. But as I just thought about all the people and especially my dear cats in my life who have died, I have to say that death each has its own distinct colour according to each of them and how they all lived their lives.

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