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[Jan. 24th, 2005|10:26 pm]
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When you were born you cried and the world rejoiced.

When you died, the world cried and you rejoiced.

Or something like that.

From: hymn
2005-01-25 05:03 am (UTC)
i didn't cry when i was born; i "cooed," as my mother calls it. and when i got my shot i cried silent tears -- weird, right?

anyway in some cultures it's the other way around. they cry when you're born and rejoice when you're dead. life is hard -- the afterlife probably isn't.
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