my head (still attached)

So i had this dream. You were holding my head (still attached). I had died. But i had lived a long time. We were in our 70s. You Kept whispering we made a difference. You were sad but in your heart you were sure we had done what we had set out to do all those years ago. It wasn’t a bad dream.

Brent Brents on 1-20-13, referring to the purpose of the book Diary of a Predator: A Memoir.

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