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When Death comes, say hello. Welcome Death in. Set Death a place. Your body is not you, it is what holds you. You are star stuff, you are carbon and calcium and creation. You are water, wiles, and wishing. Say hello and blow a kazoo. Say hello and offer a drink. And if you must sleep forever, go knowing all those who have gone before you, and all those who will follow. You are not alone. We all do this in time.