If we will all die at some point, and most will not live. Is death the end of a life full of nothing? This is why we have to live, if we don't, we don't exist. If we have the capability to send a good message than it is our responsibility to do it and make one life brighter, if someone's only memory is of you make it a good one!
A world full of hate is one world that we have to expect, sometimes we don't have a chance to make our world right, but just the simple act of picking up dropped books is one step closer to a happy pain free world. But is that really possible?
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This really made me think my existence and life and stuff. Now I’m kinda sad.
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