Dying

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I was dying.
First i was dying to finish high school and start collage. And then i was dying to finish collage and start working. And then i was dying to marry and have children. And then i was dying for my children to grow old enough for school so i could return to work. And then i was dying to retire.
Now i am dying...and suddenly realize i forgot to live.

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