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When I was a child,I was dying to grow up and show the world what I could do.
When I got to High School, I was dying to finish and get into the university.
When I finally did,I was dying to graduate ,get into the world and prove myself.
Then I was dying to marry and have children of my own.
And then I was dying for my children to grow old enough so that I could go back to work.
When I went back to work, I was dying to retire from the stress of life.
Now I'm retired and now I'm "Dying" and I suddenly realized...I forgot to live.
To make money,we lose our health and then,to restore our health,we lose money.
We live as if we are never going to die and then,
we die as if we never really lived.
No matter what, refuse to live like this! Live with the future in view but learn to live in the Now.
Today is the only gift we have,that is why it is called the "Present".
 Hello y'all...
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