death is a many splendored thing. and so is love. and so is life. i love the vastness of it all, the lonliness, the spark. which one am i talking about anyhow? i like to play games, come play one with me. you won't be sorry, i promise. light & dark, night & day, we're all connected. the red string passes through us all; everyone we see, every smile we share, every decibel of pain we cause. watch what you say but stay true to yourself. irony is raining from the sky, frogs are hitting you in the face. death is not the end, and life is not the beginning. head up, chin higher. i'll never let you fall. not then, not now, not ever. to be or not to be, the only question that's on my mind.
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