• readwriteunite 109w

    Our time is limited. Do we really know how will we feel when it's all over? I never used to fear death until I survived a car crash. What am I going to be in the next life? Will I get the same parents? Dear God, don't you get tired? You pour one drop a day in my cup. I know my cup will be filled someday. Has time ever moved backwards? We can't be babies again. Love life. Make every day count. Smile. Our stay is short.

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