In a *blink*

And in the blink of an eye it could all be gone.

We carry on over death.
And forget tend to the living as if we, or they, will live forever.


There’s always tomorrow.


Is there always a tomorrow?


We piss and moan. We allow our ego to speak unkind words. We allow ourselves to become frustrated and angry with the ones who mean the most to us. Our Beloveds. Our Family and Our Friends.


We forget to say, Please or Thank You.


We forget to say, I Love You.


There’s always next time.


Not today.


And now is gone

in a


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