I wonder when’s the last time this piece will be read,
Well, given it’s read at all.
There’s a saying that a man dies two times,
Once when they’re physical body perishes
And again when their name is uttered for the last time.
To the reader who reads this 100 years from now,
If you do exist,
It’s crazy to think that this piece is literally like a time travel machine
That the me here on April 15th 2026, can be speaking my thoughts,
Having a one sided conversation with you so far into the future.
I hope our brief talk has provided you with a bit of joy
Or at least mild amusement
Thank you for reading this
And keeping me alive for just a brief moment more.
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