All of us are born.
Some live; others just exist.
We all die; some are.
Jan 29, 2021
Jan 29, 2021 at 8:24 PM UTC
All of us are born.
Some live; others just exist.
We all die; some are.
Part 6 of Her Haiku's
We are all born. Some of us die before the heart stops beating, that is what I tried to capture in the last line.
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