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Out, out, brief candle!
Life’s but a walking shadow, a poor player
That struts and frets his hour upon the stage
And then is heard no more: it is a tale
Told by an idiot, full of sound and fury,
Signifying nothing.

MACBETH, Act 5, Scene 5

Here’s what I’d like to hear on those 1st Novembers standing at the graves of our long-gone.


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