there is no tomorrow

Just if i have a signal of life announcing at stroke of midnight, my heartbeat would stop. How would i love to spent last few hours? Cry and fill a jar with liquid. Laugh and spend the hours in merriment. Got busy with will and pass over wealth to siblings. Lock the door and stay alone and silently wait to embrace and kiss death.

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