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death passed him by
Have you ever heard a thunderbolt voice your name?
Everyone picks their poison. I've got mine.
Every poem about thunder was written under the protection of a roof, or, at the very least, an empty sky
And Death shall have no Dominion
The Gioconda of the Twilight Noon
Death is the saddest thing in the world, because life is the most beautiful
IBM is Masochistic
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