It’s strange that everyone’s life ends in the same way. Regardless of how I live my life I will die, just like everyone else.
I can live each moment to the full, or live by a strict moral code, or I can choose to cause pain and grief. Each person can do with his life as he pleases and yet, no matter what route we take, we will all end up at the same place. All in that moment, a moment so pure, in the seconds before death realize that life, as we know it to be, is over and that some will remember whilst others will soon forget.
But it’s at that moment when the only thing that counts, is the way I lived my life.
In that last inch of life, when we look back on life, the only thing that matters is that you do not regret anything or anyone.
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