Sometimes i wonder to myself, what's the point in life if we're all gonna die.
We will die, and eventually everyone who knew us will die, and the fact that we existed won't even matter. But at least we are here and get to experience life. We get to wake up early and watch the sunrise knowing nobody else will get to see that same sunrise again. We get to talk and laugh and cry and live.
Life is just matter than can reproduce itself, that is it, there is no grand meaning or 'point', it's just chance.
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