Finally
Today I die
That’s it.
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Nothing to be down about
Nothing to fret about
Life ends.
.
That’s it.
.
Nothing to be down about
Nothing to fret about
Life ends.
.
.
Everything dies
And today it is I.
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But tomorrow…
Ah tomorrow…
Everything dies
And today it is I.
.
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But tomorrow…
Ah tomorrow…
5 comments:
Does tomorrow suggest an unvisited possibility?
Indeed, an acceptance of what has been, and a hope for something other than oblivion...
Or an acceptance of what has been, and an acceptance of returning to the soil, becoming food, rather than merely feeding, giving back, a little of what was wrested from the soil. The possibilities of what you might in time become part of, even if you're never aware of it...
:)
It's a choice thing...isn't it?
Ah indeed, I'm sure you're right, I think it is a choice thing.
tommorow can be you....:)
very good as always:)
Our religious texts say, only body dies .. the soul transmigrates .. one life ends today and tomorrow you are born again .. :)
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