*It's your road, and yours alone. Others may walk it with you, but no one can walk it for you.*
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To Be or Not to Be..That is the Question.
Whether tis Nobler in the Mind to Suffer the Slings and Arrows of Outrageous Fortune.
Or to Take Arms Against a Sea of Troubles, and by Opposing End Them.
To Die..to Sleep....No More.

And by a Sleep to Say We End the Heartache and the Thousand Natural Shocks that Flesh is Air to.
Tis a Consummation Devoutly to be Wished.
To Die, To Sleep...To Sleep...Per Chance to Dream.
Ah..There's the Rub..For in This Sleep of Death What Dreams May Come..When We Have Shuffled Off This Mortal Coil..Must Give Us Pause.