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He felt himself floating into the eternal void where he would finally

be free from the pain that strangled his heart. He began to see

it... the light... it was all around him and within him. It was omnipresent.

Is this what the afterlife was like? Whatever it was , at present

he was happy. But wait, if he was indeed dead, then the power

of thought should have been taken away from him.

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muse You're currently reading a chapter in the poem The Virtuosity of a Villian. This chapter was posted on Jun 2, 2010 by muse.

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