When we took our first breath,
did we ever think it would be a threat?
When we first spoke,
did we ever think we'd choke?
When we go on our first date,
thinking would she be our soul mate?
When we eventually tie the knot,
is she really the one we sought?
When we search for our dream job,
but did we think we would fob?
When we summon for separation,
will it end with a feeling of loneliness,
or perhaps solitariness?
When we are about to die,
will we ever think it'd take so long just to say good bye?
When we look back down,
will we ever see ourselves wearing this gown?
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