On Death

I am far too young to comment knowledgeably on this, but too foolish not to.

Death is not the problem to work out. It is something all living things face. Why do we even concern ourselves with it?

Life is the problem. Either we only live long enough to die tragically young, or we live long enough to lose everything and everyone we have ever loved.

I hope that as I age, I can take up the fools errand, and happily stroll along, only living, till I am not.

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