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The Bucket List...It's


The Bucket List...

It's a symbol of eventual death,

and living life to the fullest,

and only getting one chance.

 

Life doesn't have do overs,

or second chances,

you live a day and never, ever get it back,

once it's gone, you'll never see it again.

 

Memories are the days past,

and the only thing that stay the same throughout a lifetime,

Memories are the days we miss,

and will never see again.

 

The Bucket List is a culmination,

a culmanation of days lived once,

but memories that will live forever, 

the Bucket List is what life is about.

 

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