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3d
I am going on a journey.
Suddenly, it dawned on me —
what if I die?

Abrupt. Unnoticed.

Is there anything
I could leave behind?
Other than grief,
than sadness,
regret?

I realized — no.
I have none.

So I stood up,
braced myself:

I will not die.
At least,
not today.
We pivot, and we keep going.
Tint
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     Maybelater2, rick, Jay Jelly, Kalliope and Dency
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