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Death… I would tell you what it was like, except I do not know. I remember dying, of course. We all do. But only those who pass on know death. The rest of us are stuck in the in-between. Not wholly there, but not wholly here, either. It actually started out as a beautiful day. The London sky was clouded and smoky and gray, as usual, but there was a sense of light and beauty that I hadn’t felt in a long time. Perhaps everyone’s Last Day is like this. The universe is hopeful and happy for the first time in forever to make up for the fact that...
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