a poem

Our lives are governed by three words.

 

Birth, the moment you were created,

Without it, you would not be,

So be grateful for it

 

The present, your everything currently,

Your choices, your descisions, your life,

So be grateful for it.

 

Death, what everyone fears,

Yet it’s what makes your life meaningful,

So fear it not.

 

(Call it vogon if you like)

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