Life has us all under a leash. We don't notice we're going under one simple routine. Everyone has one unstoppable destination. How long we last until we reach that destination? It's only known based on our determination. That destination will relief us of our duties. It will either relief us or condemn us of our impurities. Our fate after that destination is unknown. But for us that destination is our own. It will happen when we take our last breath. Everyone's destination is simply death.
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