Before It’s Too Late

Musings on Life’s Brevity

Photo by Andrea Leopardi on Unsplash

You may leave this plane on a whim,

On a beautiful sunny day,

Or on a sad winter night.

And all those worries that have consumed you

Would fade into nothing.

Before it’s too late,

Live in a way that leaves no regret —

By refusing to believe your troubled mind,

And by doing only what truly matters to you.

Let your only regret be

That you didn’t live like this sooner.

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