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MANY DIED YESTERDAY


Many died yesterday Hoping to see tomorrow Many died today Having dreams for tomorrow And many more will die tomorrow, pursuing to achieve to achieve their goals Yet very few understand the concept of life as death will follow What is death in a mere concept, its the action or fact of dying or being killed ,the end of the life of a person. Is death a gift or a burden Or....is dying the same as living but in a different version How perplexing can death be that while living having to not experience dying we fear death as if it's a venomous disease or creature that causes a sudden stop of breath... When you sleep you breath while you breath you still have your health and stealth...yet sleeping is just a taste of death.. We say life is a journey. A journey to either goodness or badness. How we live our lives determine our final aboard..from our personalities , characters and awareness.. Death... Is the closing door for temporary and a beginning of eternity..
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