We can die at anytime. Our hearts can just stop beating and you're left there. Empty. Whole. Gone. Live the life you want to when you want to. You never know when that breathe will leave you gasping for air, holding on, grasping, to what little remains. Contemplating life and deciding if you lived a content life. Are you satisfied with what you accomplished?
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