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Jul 2018
At the end of our lives we'll think to ourselves:
what actually mattered?

Worries that seem so real right now,
by then, will all be scattered.

New generations to wave us goodbye.
It makes me stop and wonder why

we live without even caring about
the life we will all live once we die.
Written 30 July 2018
Isaac
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Isaac  20/M/Australia
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