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All the Thoughts My Mouth Could Never Produce
A bunch of opinions that would otherwise stay in the company of my mind, and my mind alone.
Lost Boy
The sight of what loss looks like.
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The fear of death follows from the fear of life. A man who lives fully is prepared to die at any time.
— Mark Twain