I died but I am not re- born yet
I am still trying to look for
The best way to be living
If I am born again
Somehow it feels
I will come into this world again
With my own choice
If I choose
Hard to say what to choose
It all seems fascinating
And devastating
I am torn between
Dying and Living
So it all happens at the same time
In these simulations
But I'll have to make a call
One day
To live or to stay dead
Happy birthday to me
Whenever that would really be.
-Al
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Author:
Alan R (Pseudonym) (
Offline) - Published: February 24th, 2024 05:54
- Category: Reflection
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Comments1
Thanks 😊 I needed to hear that perhaps....
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