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to live

life and death are

funny concepts.

we know nothing of either.

they are so simple,

yet so technical, so

complex.

like black and white

is death black?

or is it white?

is immortality a combination

of both?

life seems almost pointless,

death being just as

meaningless in the sense that

there almost seems to

be no reason to

either live or die.

why live when death is

there to take it away,

why die when you've lived?

it's difficult to grasp the concept

of death,

of no life,

when you are alive.

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Oct 7, 2012
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