When I was little, my mom always used to tell me death was like a breeze. Sometimes you can predict when it is going to happen and how much damage it may cause but sometimes it comes without you expecting it.
Without even a warning, or hint it's even going to happen.
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"It's not like you have to save the world." That's what mum told me after dad died. Now I wish someone could tell me that now because it looks like I do have to save the world.