The time between birth and death is what we have, however long or short. How we spend that time and what we do with that time defines us. It defines us differently to different people. The hero of a revolution is a dastardly traitor to those displaced by said revolution. As we get older, the reminders of our own personal, inescapable, mortality become more frequent and more intrusive. An old injury that starts hurting again...
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