human
O Death, where is thy sting! O grave, where is thy victory! Blessed are they that die in the Lord! Death is not the chill shadow of the night--but the grey light of the dawn--the dawn of a new eternal day. Lift up your eyes and see its beauty. Open your ears and hear the stir of its wondrous life!
gpt
I'll not forget, Ma, dear--I'll not forget. I'll live for you.