I used to fantasize
About the idea of living to 100.
The older I get
The more I realize
It would be a curse
The most painful thing.
Watching while your friends and family
Pass away before you.
Outliving them wouldn’t be some milestone
It would be torture.
You’d be alone eventually.
Everyone you know, gone.
I don’t wish this upon myself anymore.
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