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Every breath we take, we are dying! We just can't comprehend death in its entirety. It frightens the shit outta me! "What's it like-how des it feel 2 die?" We can never know,unless you believe in near-death experiences. 2 imagine you you you'll no longer be here,is an overwhelming thought 2 bear. Do you fear the last road? Or don't you particularly care? I guess there's no point in thinking about it? Even though death is always there. ©Wired6.03/12/2021
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