Wednesday, November 28, 2007

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"Yes, Death. Death must be so beautiful. To lie in the soft brown earth, with the grasses waving above one's head, and listen to silence. To have no yesterday, and no to-morrow. To forget time, to forgive life, to be at peace & to be still for ever. You can help me. You can open for me the portals of Death's house, for Love is always with you, and Love is stronger than Death is."

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