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To be or not to be, that is the question. Should I avenge my father, and be a murderer Should I stay pure, and suffer, To die, to sleep, nothing more, What I am supposed to do? The more I live, the more I grieve, Life is not worth living Is not death a better way? Who would stand an unjust life, Made of pain and calamities? What a burden is that fear of death, Which, all our sad lives long, Prevents us from being free, and Could even pursue us into death! Of us all, death makes cowardly, And inert. By Fouan LĂŠo and Sara Martin

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