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Is There Any Meaning In My Life That The Inevitable Death Awaiting Me Does Not Destory?

What Idiocy, To Racing Into This Story And Its Labyrinths, Sprinting Away From Our Happiness Among The Fresh Spring Grasses By The Oak.

And Feeling Clever, I've Always Thought, Is Just A Sigh Away From Being Cheerful.

Arguing With A Dead Man In A Lavatory Is A Claustrophobic Experience.

When Anything Can Happen, Everything Matters.