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Death cycle

  • Writer: Nishka Jariwala
    Nishka Jariwala
  • Jun 1, 2022
  • 1 min read

Updated: May 3, 2023



Sitting here in the dark. The only thing I think of is the whole death and birth cycle. The cycle that leaves none and the infinite one. As I think about it, the end is something that makes me have some goosebumps. Like how one day we just lose someone who we care about the most and how we just need to move on in life. The fact that one day I'll be losing all my dearest ones brings out the broken future heart inside me already. My forehead goes wrinkled, my head goes blank, my eyes crackle, my lips exclaim "no stop don't think that", I start to shiver a little and my wish is too stagnant the things that way they are. I try to avoid the whole end part and keep on counting years till 100 and just make myself a little confident by giving all the self-motivation. But at the end of the day, I know I just want to hug every dearest person and make them stay forever.


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