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When it comes time to die, be not like those whose hearts are filled with the fear of death, so when their time comes they weep and pray for a little more time to live their lives over again in a different way. Sing your death song, and die like a hero going home.
Yes. That’s what I do. I read books of all sorts. I drink coffee in what most would consider improperly copious amounts. And I know things, things both sublime and uplifting and things dark, noisome, and soul-staining.
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