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Wishes Upon My Demise
For when I cark it.
If medical science ever advances to the point where my mind could be restored or repaired, then I’d like to pursue that, but otherwise, don’t freeze me, tube me, or preserve me just for the idea of potential. Where Youth And Laughter Go - Broadcast Rises The Moon - Liana Flores I Just Can’t Be Happy Today - Machine Gun Etiquette My Way - Frank Sinatra Where’d All The Time Go - Dr Dog Life should not be a journey to the grave with the intention of arriving safely in a pretty and well preserved body, but rather to skid in broadside in a cloud of smoke, thoroughly used up, totally worn out, and loudly proclaiming “Wow!
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