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From a distance, death seems the end of a story. But when you are near, when you can smell the burning skin, see the entrails, you see death for what it is. A traumatic cauterization of a life thread. No purpose. No conclusion. Just snip.
“Life is meant to be felt. Else why live? Valleys make the mountains.”
You are kind when the world insists it is convenient to be cruel.
“There is evil in us, as there is good. But we do not regret our good as we do our evil. So we know what we are,