Long enough

There are times when I wonder if I have lived long enough.  Like the moment when everyone was together and I could see them all laughing.  Just then right there was a good time for me to be done with it. Like the artists say go out at the peak. That was my peak of being content and happy. Now I live to fulfill my promises.  I have a list to make up to. After that I am gone.


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