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I don't fear death!
I don't fear death, but I still don't understand it.
You want to tell me that's it? All the fight we gave, the things we bled to make, and that's it?
Then why do we even try? It's very confusing.
I know a girl from the coast: born and raised in abject poverty. Fought hard, went to university, became a doctor.
On the day she was to report to her 1st job posting in her 30s, she died in a car accident.
Who assigns fate?
What's the criteria?
I live. What's after death I'll know when I die.
People's memories of you only matter when you're alive.
When you're dead they won't.
Let the dead deal with the dead.
Those alive deal with the living.

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