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The Aisle Of The Dimwitted.

He stumbles and trips, carefully grips the sheet hanging from the window,

the air moves in a way that there never was meant to be such a long day.

As he falls, the curtain rips, and a serious grunt is heard from the man.

Pain takes over!

He’s 80. No one is there, therefore, no one knows how to help them. Age hasn’t been so kind.

A life lived, a moment of charity could never undo what happens though.

Death.

Not permanent in everything we do, it occurs in many ways. We induce it, it induces itself and overall, it is inevitable.

Life matters though, a lot. But remember, earlier on, this man was a dimwit. While never discussed (with you), this man didn’t know how to do anything! Ha, who knows how he even got to where he is, or was, today!

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