Everyone, I suppose, has a moment when their childhood ends. We all share that moment, even if it takes a multitude of forms... that instant when we see death, and understand what it is, what it means, and that it is a simple and unavoidable truth of the human condition. Some people live that instant, and reject the idea immediately - and fight their entire lives against it ... others embrace the moment, and make their peace with it - and hopefully, afterwards, strive for something more than simply existing for ourselves. After all, we're all united in our struggle against mortality - because it's a struggle we will all eventually lose. It's just part of being an adult.
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