This card is perfect. Not because it is an interesting flatline counter that is cheap in the early game, but more expensive later. No.
This card is one of the most philosophically challenging pieces of science fiction published in the last decade. Think about it. Noise has created and discarded a sentient being that is physically and cognitively indistinguishable from himself. This society not only teaches people to use others as disposable tools, but also to apply that philosophy to themselves. This card teaches us that the clone has plans and dreams much like the runners we know and love: when it dies, you trash your hand of possibilities for its future.
On the other hand, perhaps the self is merely the continuation of a pattern of thought and behavior, which, though distorted by physical death, can persist in the memory of others?