The more you think about death, the faster it will come to your ever present.
I know that.
Everyone should.
But they don't.
I don't think about death because it hangs on me like one of my members.
Death is one of my members; ergo, an afterthought.
And with that, I know assuredly I will die in my own time,
When death decides to overtake me, in my precious own time.
Also, assuredly,
That makes it harder for me to die before death chooses to take me into its comforting bosom,
With my wishful think full,
Thankful compliance of course....
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