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Posted by on Jul 16, 2007


“Darling, you will run yourself ragged with all that legacy nonsense. It is better to not to be remembered, to fade like a flower or the sun. It is better to drift from this life without any fuss.”

A long pregnant pause stifled the air in the room. She waited patiently for his response, any response.

As if befuddled, he leaned into her.

“What friggin planet do you live on?”

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