We humans are built to wonder of our own mortality, of our legacy that will be left behind when we shuffle off this mortal coil. We spend so much time looking and questioning what will come at the end, we miss all that explodes around us before it comes.
I wonder often
if life will bless me with age,
if I'll make it long.
Haiku on Life by Tyler Knott Gregson
Typewriter Series #3059
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