So much of our decisions are made with care for our future.

So much of today controlled by tomorrow,

choices made completely aware.

I'd love to live each day as if it was my last, 

but for the fear of tomorrow I don't.

Should I live more scared of dying or more scared of living?
This poem is about: 
Our world


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