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Short life of being dead
"What zombies may or may not think in the moment of re-death"
I was dead, but not anymore. I do not feel pain, remorse, sadness, glee nor anger. All I feel is an endless hunger, until what I thought would be my next meal shoots me in the head.
Written by Anonymous
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