"Timendum non est me. Timor mentem caedet. Timor mortulus qui totam lituram ferat. Obviam timore meo ibo. Me transire et perire sinam. Et cum transiverit oculo interiore viam suam perspiciam. Ubi timor iit, nil erit. Ego solus manebo."
If you can read this, I'm so very, very sorry. The doctors say there is no hope.
H/T Making Light.
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