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Their life, so brief

Two days,  perhaps 

hours ?

 

Imagine waking knowing you have

a single day 

sunlight,   a mate,  the sky,  the water 

then sunset

nothing more 

 

If it is all they know,  

how can there be regret?

If it is the only life they lead,  how could there be depression?

 

How fortunate are we 

not to have such a finite existence

we have so much more time to treasure

 

enough to appreciate every sunrise,  every sky, every lake 

how fortunate