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funeral preparations
unknown

He rolled over with messy hair
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lagging behind, and broke
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the complacent ambience with
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"You know humans are perhaps
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the only species carrying
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the pain of their pending
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mortality..." As he chased
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the logic of his own
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arguments, I smoothed out
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locks, ran fingers across
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the ridges of articulate lips
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and silently beckoned death to
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visit.
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aesthetic  death

28 May 07

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Oh wow...powerful and provocative.  I am one such person who is "carrying the pain of his pending mortality."  I've been like that since I was a little boy who couldn't understand where my grandfather went.  This is excellent.  Thanks.  :-)   &nb sp;
 — starr

thanks starr.
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