What Is It Like?
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What is like,
To not breathe a single breath,
or to live alone and helpless?
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I do not know,
For I have lungs that work
and a family I care for.
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What is it like,
To travel back in time,
or to go and see the future?
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I do not know,
For the past is a memory
and the future is a mystery.
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What is it like,
To die and shrink away,
or to live on forever?
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I do not know,
For I do not plan on dying,
but to keep on living.
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