
If I were a bird I'd fly away but I don't have wings I have arms and they don't do much. If I were a fish I'd swim away but I don't have fins I have feet and they don't move so fast. I could run but not fast like a cheetah and honestly how far would I get? Not very. I'm just laying here lost and alone not moving or speaking. Where to go what to do? We're all going to die. When? When am I going to die? How long do I have? How long do my loved ones have? There's never enough time. I need more time with them. I want more time with them. What about death? Is there life after death? What's that like? Is it beautiful? So I reunite with my loved ones? So many questions with no answers. I lay awake at night wonderful what it all means. The purpose of life, my purpose in life. What does it all mean? I don't know.
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