No one really ever dies, they just sleep for a very long time.
They don't move for a very long time.
They don't speak for a very long time.
And they don't breath for a very long time.
But they do dream;
They dream of a place that is not earth;
They dream of a better place-
A place that is much better than the place they were in before.
That they have to die;
To dream forever.
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