I finally died last year.
Well at least, my coward, weak self did. But not the totality of me. I knew
somehow, there's a part of me that likes to put up a fight. So I have chosen
to live again.. to love again.. and to love living. And I am glad I have made the right choices.
As the saying goes... you have to die a few times before you can really live...
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