conscience
that little voice in the back of your head
telling you what to do, guiding you
from right and wrong
what happens when it leaves you
when you are left to fend for yourself
when the world becomes silent
how long could you survive
Louis Pauzé: "We're all going to die. Write that down, miss. We don't have the luxury of a thousand years on this earth. Only sixty, or maybe eighty little years if we're lucky. And these years pass in a flash. Why not offer flowers to your spouse every night? Why deprive yourself of the happiness of making your house a home? Why resist your impulse? Daily life is the most beautiful voyage..."
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