ALTRUISM
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TO LIVE IS TO DWELL BEHIND BARS WITH PUPPET STRINGS PULLING US FROM LIMB TO LIMB, BUT BITTERSWEET DEATH'S EMBRACE IS AN ETERNAL FAREWELL. DO NOT FORGET, MY SHATTERED DARLING, THAT DEATH GROWS STRONGER IN THE EMPTY CASKETS OF MY GLASS BONES EVERYTIME I DRAW MY BREATH.
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