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Before your life ends, leave some final thoughts behind, a lasting goodbye
Notes From a Funeral Director: The Undertaker
The midnight hour, the darkest hour
That human grief may know,
Sends forth its hurried summons—
Asks me to come—I go!
I know not when the bell may toll,
I know not where the blow may fall,
I only know that I must go
In answer to the call.
Perhaps a friend—perhaps unknown—
…
(Source: paullfuneralhome.com, via notesfromafuneraldirector)
The Raven - Edgar Allan Poe this could be used as a nice epitaph
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They who stand with breaking hearts around this little grave, need have no fear. The larger and the nobler faith in all that is, and is to be, tells us that death, even at its worst, is only perfect rest … The dead do not suffer.
Robert Green Ingersoll, from a Eulogy for a Child. (via oinonio)
Robert G. Ingersoll (Photo credit: Political Graveyard)
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