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		<title>When the house lights dim</title>
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				<category><![CDATA[death]]></category>
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		<description><![CDATA[It is completely dark. The crowd hushes without being told. Open eyes see blackness, nothing but simple black, no light pestering rods and cones into interpretation, color, movement.]]></description>
			<content:encoded><![CDATA[<p>It is completely dark. The crowd hushes without being told. Open eyes see blackness, nothing but simple black, no light pestering rods and cones into interpretation, color, movement.</p>
<p>It would be restful, still, like pre-birth nonbeing, were we not all, as most are, secretly fearful of death.</p>
<p>Who am I?</p>
<p>Have I wasted my life?</p>
<p>Coughing. Wrappers. Whispers.</p>
<p>The one crowd becomes a crowd of ones.</p>
<p>Showtime.</p>
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