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A little death

 

gazing up to the stars in the infinite sky the world suddenly seems so small
my thoughts irrelevant
my body frail

as I watch the constellations slowly move above me
I know that I am less than I was before
I've aged
each second that passes, I wither away and die
a little death each day

my time on earth is not given
there is no such thing as fate, just eventual fatality
it is why I lie here, gazing up to the stars
knowing even those stars will die in time

maybe it doesn't matter
maybe there is no before nor an after
only a now
each second presents us with a choice
and I choose to die


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