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That's The Question, Isn't It?" You Said One Night. "does Death Bring Freedom, Or Is It The End Of Freedom?

What Separates Us From The Animals, What Separates Us From The Chaos, Is Our Ability To Mourn People We’ve Never Met.

If Smart People Are Parodying It, That's A Sure Sign That Some Less Smart People Are Believing It.

Ignorance Is Not Bliss. Bliss Is Knowing The Full Meaning Of What You Have Been Given.

Serrated, Adj. And You Said, "i'm Not Sure We Can.