If you truly consider life to be an extraordinarily tangy ocean of profound mysticism; feasting in its panoramically bounteous essence for times immemorial,
Then for you to condemn veritable death; was the greatest insult to the insuperable Lord Almighty; infact the most derogatorily appalling sin.
If you truly consider life to be an iridescent bed of roses; spawning into an entrenchment of stupendously enthralling newness every unfurling minute of the day,
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