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Day 18. Death

This one had me stomped for a few days. What comes to me when I think of death. I think of friends and family and pets that we have lost. I think of the fear that we have in us and what is happening around us right now. Death to me is this light, at the end of a long dark road. It may feel like the end to those left behind, but it could be the beginning to something beautiful. Something amazing. It is so unknown. How do you intemperate death?

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