Your personal sculptor is carving a person, thing, or event from the last month of your life into the glistening marble of immortality. What’s the statue and what makes it so significant?
I wish the answer to this was simple, as I’ve been searching for it (or trying to sound more cool, make something out of it). For now, without much thought if I were to say, it might be my expressionless expression on my face (requires thinking hat alert)
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