The clock is ticking; we live to create memories.
We live our lives without assurance of tomorrow.
Nobody knows what will happen next, and there's no hope.
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Memories remain within our minds, life goes on.
Memories are as if they were yesterday.
The flashes of moments we enjoyed seem to fade away.
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People we once knew from our childhood vanished without a trace.
Life goes on, and we meet new people as we grow older.
The times we once shared with others are as if we were never together.
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Our time on earth shrinks slowly; days, months, and years fly by.
Our closest friends die without saying goodbye.
We will never know when we will say our last goodbye to our families.
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We wish it were possible to let all who are dead come back and say their last words.
We all believe a lot could have been said before dying: apologies, and so much more.
Memorable goodbyes were going to be created with less grief.
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