Nevertheless, human is fragile. A hit, a bang or a drop will take ones life away. Not to forget the diseases that trying to murder us surprisingly.
I dont know when will be my turn but I know what I'll become - I wanna be dusted and vanish from thin air. You can call me selfish, but I dont want to leave any memories in earth, nor dont think anyone would remember me. This is the best way to say good bye, I guess.
I am not afraid, but I only afraid that I didnt enjoy enough. Life is getting shorter, we heard people dying from headlines everyday. Since I know I will end up turning into dust with no lingeries, I hope I could leave with no regrets. At least, let me try until enough.
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