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Untold story of a person’s life

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Sometimessometimes

Sometimes I think we are a different person each day

Only getting further and further from the innocent version of ourselves.

With each cycle of sleep we wake up someone changed

altered slightly

never the same.

To wake up the same person everyday is to never grow.

To never retain new information

to never learn or experience anything different.

To flat line.

To be the same person every day is to die.

At the end of it,

when you and i do unescapably die

what is leftover is a finished collection of a person day to day

added up

the inner growth of one individual.

From start to finish,

tested by time

what is left

is the untold story of a person’s life

-park

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