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I am kinda looking forward to the not being I mean I will miss looking hearing etc but not so much the pain sadness regret I know some believe in the life after or a higher plain but this collection of dust has never thought there is more Surely it will just be darkness oil slick blackness in a place that isn't there but no eyes to see it Is religion just our feeble attempt to grasp the mist we missed What if life is nothing more than trying to exist until you don't

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