As for me
or you
I wish I didn't give a fuck
Because I am dying
Slowly but surely
Every day
Maybe 50 years from now
I will rest in peace
I wont think or feel anything
I will go where they wont
I wont be happy or sad
I will be nothing
Just bones
Fingernails
Hair
And rotting shit
Surrounded by friendly bugs
Eating rotten old me
Eventually I will get to be bug turds
And then I can be mashed into the dirt.
That is a happy thought
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