You're here today.
Don't live for tomorrow
for that day may never come.
The curse of living
is that we put it off
until our time is done.
We work. We serve
and the others that live
don't care what it is you do.
They care what you give
to serve their purpose,
not your own.
So brew your coffee.
Smell roses you've grown
and live your life
for today.
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