Future

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It's turning to spring here... I really do love it. Just warm and sunny enough that I can move into summer clothes, just cool or windy enough that I'm not sweating. I watch the trees turn slowly green, the sky get slowly more blue.

I would like to know when I will die... but that would involve knowing the future, and I am not sure I want to.

Sleep now.

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