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As I muse life’s toughest question,
Is there a promise that exists of what to come?
Philosophies war in my head.
For one says you only have a brain,
Composed of physical matter alone and the promise of Epicurean’s words,
“When you die, death can no longer harm you”
But I find no guaranteed promise to life’s toughest question.
For in this, there is no value in my state of being.
As a tree being beat down in the most violent of storms,
Philosophies engage my thoughts, believe this!
Take comfort for everything that ...