If I am to die by the bullet of a madman, I will do so smiling, with no anger in me. - Mahatma Gandhi

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upon a night like this the sky seems darker the moon hangs in slits obscured by black pastel eerie clouds moving back and forth in the south the contrast creates a feeling even darker than when moonless on this summer's eve the air is cool slight is the breeze that comforts me as i go out to see it once more reminding me that it will never be the same again bringing it closer oh, my soul who could ever tell if you are there for all i hear of you is the song you sing upon nights like this that happen only once in a man's lifetime as he walks his dog

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