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Apr 2016
the only certainty in life is death
the only thing we can be sure of on this earth
from the time of our birth
is that at some point, we will have our last breath

our days are numbered, our clock is ticking
its only a matter of time until time has swept us under
time is running out, so what else in life are we missing
today is almost over but what about tomorrow, i wonder

the life we live is infinitely finite
each event a thread weaved into one
we are all quickly fading, it's almost time to say goodnight
the moon is bright but will we be alive to see the sun?

the only certainty in life is death
the only thing we can be sure of on this earth
lies not within our worth,
but rather the exact moment when we run out of breath
Rachel Keating
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Rachel Keating
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