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My last day alive
I left for college and as on the bus I felt appreciation for the conductor,
How despite his boring and tedious job he managed to be nice to everyone,
I felt appreciation for the driver as he took us safely to college everyday.
I came to college and felt bad for my economics teacher,
How i slept in her class all the time and she let me,
She never complained but still encouraged me to give right answers in class.
I felt grief for my benchmate as he would no longer have a benchmate who he could make dumb jokes with
He no longer would have someone he could share his tiffin with,
I finished college and was on the way home in the bus,
I saw the sun setting and felt bad for the sun that he would not be able to say goodbye to me tomorrow.
I came out of the bus and i went to the local snack vendor,
I realised he will have one less source of income from tomorrow.
As i was walking home i realised the city would have one less person who would appreciate it,
It would have one less person it could rely on who'd not litter the streets.
I got home and did my homework,
it was tedious but i did as i realised this was the last time i would be doing it.
i ate dinner and sat down and watched a video,
i felt happy and sad for the creator that he had inspired a person but that person would no longer be alive.
I got on my bed to sleep and realised i hadnt died yet,
When would I die?
I was up till 1,
Growing appreciation for the fan,
I was up till 3,
feeling proud for the ceiling for not coming down for so many years,
I was up till 5,
when i realised,
this wasn't my last day alive,
this was my last day existing,
now it was my first day living!
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