We will all leave when it is time.
There may be no reason or rhyme.
When we have to go, we must go.
No efforts can stop that flow...
Death follows life - that’s for sure.
No one lives for eternity here.
Wishing you a long life, my friend.
May we live; not think of the end.
Elaborating my words that I had shared in Rosemary's post as comment- https://enheduannasdaughter.blogspot.com/2025/10/i-contemplate-my-approaching-death.html
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