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		<title>By: Shannon Renee</title>
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		<description>It is my belief that none of us is taken before our time and only when we have fulfilled the reason for our birth in the first place. Trite as it may be, death is a part of life; it is the absolute one thing all living creatures have in common. Coming from a large family with aunts, uncles &amp; cousins who married into other large families, I&#039;m all to familiar with death. It is cold, callous, unfeeling and unremorseful. It can come quickly, wrapped in pain or slow, quiet and without notice.

While I&#039;ll never get used to it, nor do I want to, I have come to accept it, realizing that none of us will live forever. Be at peace my brother, they are.</description>
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<p>While I'll never get used to it, nor do I want to, I have come to accept it, realizing that none of us will live forever. Be at peace my brother, they are.</p>
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