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Ashes
I'm afraid, friends, I'm slowly dying. We all are. As every river flows, raindrop falls, and cloud passes overhead, we are getting older. With that, though, you recieve experience, but there is a price to pay. This is, of course, death. Now, think of that word. Let it all sink in. What do you think of?. . . Sorrow. You see dismal thoughts of blood, and sharp needles of hatred.
But, without death, there is no life. There is no children, no puppies, no kittens. That is because there is no need for it without death. Really, If you think about it, to continue living, we need to die. So, whenever some one you love dies, just think, without their death, and everyone elses, you couldn't live.
"From the ashes the lost are reborn"
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