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24 October 2009


Death comes like a storm. It can be sudden and fierce, or slow and agonizing. Sometimes, it’s predictable.  Other times, it seems to come out of nowhere… Just drop right out of the sky. We like to think we can control it, that it’s preventable and unneeded. But in the end, the only truthful thing about death is that it always comes, and there’s really no way to stop it.

1 comment:

  1. This is nice! I'm reading through your other pieces now; they're quite enjoyable!