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He's had heart surgery. She thinks she's not worthy of life.
There is a line, like a cliff that we fall off of if our hearts stop, between living and dying. Most of us, we're far away from that line, on one side, or, if we've died, on the other. Everyone we know is on one side or the other, hopefully a great distance away from the line between the two. I feel like people I love, a few of them, the one who seems to drink so much, and seems so scared and unhappy, and the wolf in her cage, and my uncle, however he is, and others, like they're all inching a little towards that line. Step back, all of you. Don't you know what a gift you've got, breathing? Don't you? Don't you?
There is a line, like a cliff that we fall off of if our hearts stop, between living and dying. Most of us, we're far away from that line, on one side, or, if we've died, on the other. Everyone we know is on one side or the other, hopefully a great distance away from the line between the two. I feel like people I love, a few of them, the one who seems to drink so much, and seems so scared and unhappy, and the wolf in her cage, and my uncle, however he is, and others, like they're all inching a little towards that line. Step back, all of you. Don't you know what a gift you've got, breathing? Don't you? Don't you?