Kevin is dead.
I felt it somehow. I had planned even, what to write ahead of time. I knew it.
Kevin, strength, is dead.
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Do everything without complaining or arguing, so that you may become blameless and pure, children of God without fault in a crooked and depraved generation, in which you shine like stars in the universe as you hold out the word of life—in order that I may boast on the day of Christ that I did not run or labor for nothing.
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