Let's talk about the death
You wakeup oneday like any normal day and realise that
You will not be able to hold your loved ones hands how you used to,
You will not be able to share your laughter,
You will not be able to feed them with love,
You will be not be able to make fun of their hair,
You will not be able to get their shoulder to cry when you are sad,
You will not be able to hug them and let your nightmare go
The thought is scary yet inevitable
"Don't let your ego gives a box of regrets when the day arrives
Show them how much you care for them until the day is yours"
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