As you may have assumed from the title of this post (or you may have not), the prompt for today is the single word ‘afterlife‘. We’re allowed to interpret in any way we want to, and I think the way I’m looking at it slightly different. Here’s the poem, before I get to explaining myself:
I’m considering the preset to be my afterlife. This is not written necessarily in my perspective, so just think about it this way. It’s to all the people who have ever felt super alone and felt like they can achieve nothing in their life in the past – but have pulled through. They’ve managed to get to this point where they can look back on the past, and smile, cause they made it.
I hope you caught on to what I was trying to say.
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