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Not when we lose our lives,
But when we choose not to live.
We die,
Not when our lips are sealed forever,
But when we stand mute and complacent
As our veins are cut open and buzzards swoop in to feast.
We die,
Not when our heartbeats cease,
But when we choke down on that still small voice
Until it sputters and withers slowly away.
We die then.
We die everyday.
