There is something remarkable to be found in the life of the living. The exciting, the daring, the invigorating. For surely every man dies, but not every man truly lives. The man who lives will seek out life, finding it hidden in the most inexplicable of places and exacerbating his options until a new opportunity arises. This constant clashing of ideas is the sound of freedom. It resonates in the gloriously lined halls of ambition, and lingers in the mind laying in the shadows. It brings a smile to the face of the memory holder and it can arise in full glory at the next chance of execution.

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