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There's the weight of unanswered questions on your shoulders, but you learn to live with that weight. What about the times we have been up late at night, not sure where it was all going? What about the times when we had no one to turn to? I wish unlearning was easy. I wish we could kill war just as easily as we write about it. I wish we could laugh at the odds. But no matter how well I live, I'll still be scared of death.

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