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“I read once that the sun will someday swell and engulf this world before it burns itself out. Perhaps I will finally die with it. Or perhaps I will continue to endure…my ashes pulled eternally apart through the frozen vacuum of space, and I with no more mouth to scream…still alive.” “Stop it!” she shouted and had to clap both hands over her eyes suddenly to keep them from flooding. “Stop it, just stop it, just shut up and…please…stop.”
Land of the Beautiful Dead
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