Born to breath, born to breed, born to kill, born to die
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"It seemed as simple as every forced, pained breath I drew from my lugs. But the blood, the dead eyes locked firmly on mine, the smell that circulated through my nostrils wasn't. The life I just took in cold blood. There was nothing simple about that but I guess there is nothing simple about death, yet it happens to us all. We are all born to die" Open SYOT/SYOC