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We are only here to die. All the blood sweat and tears you put into running your first marathon That award winning book you wrote that captured the heart of millions of children All the money that you won from winning the lottery... Means nothing. It all means nothing. All of this... Means nothing. We are only here to die. But it's the preparation that decides What will happen after life. The choices that you make in life will decide your fate after life Which is death.
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Apr 3, 2014
Apr 3, 2014 at 12:18 PM UTC
Metaphor Poem
We are only here to die. All the blood sweat and tears you put into running your first marathon That award winning book you wrote that captured the heart of millions of children All the money that you won from winning the lottery... Means nothing. It all means nothing. All of this... Means nothing. We are only here to die. But it's the preparation that decides What will happen after life. The choices that you make in life will decide your fate after life Which is death.
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Apr 3, 2014
Apr 3, 2014 at 12:18 PM UTC
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