One small fact.
You are going to die.
Despite every little feat,
No one lives forever.
It's unavoidable.
Forgive me for spoiling, but someone is ought to tell you.
Heed my advice.
When the time comes, don't panic. It doesn't seem to help for it only makes matters worse.
I suppose I should introduce myself, but we'll meet eventually. When your time comes of course.
For I should know, I am death.
Yes death is a person, did you know?
I have always stayed by one policy.
Avoid the living.
But there are some cases.
Many in which I can't help myself. I
get interested.
I cannot recall what it was exactly about Agnes Freisler.
But she caught me.
And for some reason, I cared.
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