Deep water — beware of drowning.
I think of my father while swimming because swimming is what he taught me, from him I learned how to stay in shape and keep my breath.
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I realized all men must die and of all I never had danced with my father. 

So we made a dance video together and I gave it to him as a gift on Father’s Day.

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When we are born we get assigned to a family and do not get to choose from where to start our lives. We started breathing before we knew what breathing meant. I believe life continues without waiting for anyone, just like death does not care about time, they come and they go.

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If life was really that short, then how come occasionally time goes by so slowly? Could we make an end when we choose to?
And if my life was an actual human being what would stop me from strangling it?   

 

So why do you try so hard to take every breath?