| http://www.w3.org/ns/prov#value | - I am not so sure about the cancer specialist.If my life is a gift, why can not I spend it as I please?Death is staring too long into the burning sun and the relief of entering a cool, dark room.She expressed belief that only real feelings can be shared and not words alone when she wrote:Some people read what I write, they think they know me.
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