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Jun 2020
We're scared
Of Dying
Scared of

decaying,
evaporating,
disappearing,
disintegrating.

Because­ we can't quite
yet predict the weather.
But we can surely put
two and two together.

And we know
we must mend.
For our story has
to have bitter end.

But we'll try to
set out a plan.
Live our lives
best as we can.

Till that one day
we greet death.
Finally breathe
our last breath.
Why do we fear
the inevitable?
Alternate Realities
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Alternate Realities  18/MTF/Living my life
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