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Jan 2018
Someday I'll be elderly and sickly

Someday I know I won't have much longer left

Only then will I be more sure of anything in my entire life

I want to look the woman I love in her beautiful eyes, smile and reminisce about our youth

I want to tell my children one last piece of advice for their own kids, because I want them to succeed where I fail

I want to pet my loving pet who stayed by me for so long

I want to call my longtime best friend and thank them for all that they've done

I don't want to die. It is a scary thought


However nothing is forever, unless we're talking about my love for all things that made me the man I am.
Zach
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Zach  18/M/Minnesota
(18/M/Minnesota)   
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   Glassmuncher
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