Death makes you look at yourself and go, "What the fuck am I doing?" Death looks at your problems and makes you realize you never even knew what that word means. Death makes words dissolve and leaves you with experience. Death is the only way to glimpse what love is. Death takes a color sitting on the floor and makes it dance. Death makes you realize that memory is worthless and the future will never find you. Death makes every song the most beautiful, every taste the sweetest, every vision sparkle, and every breeze feel the coolest. Death looks at your complaints with disbelief. Death shows you that you have never before used your senses.
Death makes you understand for the first time what life is.
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