"Death destroys the body, as the scaffolding is destroyed after the building is up and finished. And he whose building is up rejoices at the destruction of the scaffolding and of the body."
Leo Tolstoy, novelist and philosopher (1828-1910)
Her gaze, her pace, honest, set As her soul, trudging the komorebi path Ablaze and cold as the day
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