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4 AM thoughts


I know that death is inevitable, but I am not afraid of death

I am afraid of the time I will be losing once I am gone

The world will not stop once I have perished, and I will not be there to experience

The new technology, new connections, new heartbreaks, new love

I will be a blip in the giant timeline called life and thats what scares me shitless.

What also keeps me awake at night is that when I die, it wont be for a cause that I cared for

I want to go out doing something I loved, something that I believed in, something that is my passion, or at least achieved it

I rather go out screaming a glorious truth than leaving quietly

without a word.

I am also afraid that I will die without achieving anything at all.

When He opens up my book of life, there will be nothing but blank pages 

Death is just a bridge connecting us to our next journey

and just I want to be able to look back and be proud of what I left behind

 

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