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DEAD

Death is only the beginning
And life is just a preparation for it
Imagine living forever
With what you have done
Wrong or right
Good or bad
The excruciating pleasure
That without measure
Or the unbearable sorrow
That doesn't leave tomorrow
Think about it
How are you  preparing for your beginning?
Death is only the beginning 
And life is preparation for it.
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