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The Living

Why do we die?
To make room for the living.
Celebrating death,
To make the living happy.
Growing in love and eventually marry.
To have the living flourish.
Medicines and cures,
To prolong the living.
War, disease, and mother nature,
To thin out the herd of the living.
Then why do we have to die?
To appreciate the living.

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Tony Taylor

Hey Devon, ....I really like this write........the fact that you are considering these questions is very compelling..............very interesting write my friend..........talk hard.........tony  xx

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Devon La Porte

Thank you tony like always I appreciate your comments and support. This idea just came out of nowhere and i just pick up my phone wherever i was and write it out of my head.

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