I need to be an immortal
to read all the books I want to,
to listen to all the music I want to,
to read all the poems I want to,
to write all that needs to be written,
to realize all the dreams I dream,
to explore every place in this Universe,
to speak with all the others that need kind words,
to love that immortal one and no other.
Man has always wanted to be immortal since time immemorial. But, you know there is no substance in the myth of being immortal. One who has born has to die one day. So, let us make best use of our time and opportunities. However, I appreciate your appetite for doing so many things. Thanks.
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how we wish we could be immortal...