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when I realized that I could live with someone for a lifetime
I wondered if I could die next to that man not to be ashamed to have to do this too, as the last thing well done, the hardest thing is to die and I don't know if someone ever thought seriously about that, you have to be responsible everybody dies as own life was my cat died hung by a world where she knew about that other cats take the place of her that is why this poem will be about passages and most of people do not understand how important is someone to be there how important is to have someone near you someone who knows how to die once I walked down the street, I found a perfectly white tomcat agonizing I sat beside him, put my hand on his white head, I don't remember what I did then there are years, I was sitting down on the street beside that cat feeling his thoughts then other and other deaths were following I gave my specialty in death I can open up a business a training course, a book, how to die happily because how to live happily are a lot how to love happily, how to hate happily mine will be a best seller it will be about the only thing for sure in this world you should also add the section on facebook date place cause and who will keep then your hand
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