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  1. Thank you for stuffing us in your handbag on your time travel 🙂

    My father’s passing made me more accepting of the inevitability of death.

    When I think about it, perhaps the fear of dying isn’t really what it is, I believe the underlying issue is the fear of not achieving the quest for relevance before one expires. The desire for other people’s awareness of one’s existence.

    The lyrics of Beyonce’s song. “I was here” really resonates.

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