Life and death.

The latter always keeping me in check. Always reminding me that death knows no age or being. It can come with no signs- nothing. It just happens. It’s scary to think about it. Seven feet down in the ground, surrounded by soil and darkness. My heart aches at the thought of it but that’s the reality right.

May our deeds be beneficial for us in the hereafter and shield us from hellfire.


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