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I wouldn't want to go out being hit by a bus or something. I'm honestly not afraid of death but you still would get that last split second of 'Oh, shit!!' It would be cool to go out at least with my boots on and maybe have my death mean something........say trading my life for someone I love getting to keep on living. Barring that the next best thing would be dying peacefully in my sleep or hitting an overpass support at 140 miles an hour after finding out I had terminal cancer........might as well enjoy your last few seconds.
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