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Enter Poem or Quote (Required)Required If I were human for only one more day I would wake before the world remembers itself, bare feet pressed to cool earth, breathing in the hush that feels like prayer without needing words. I would go where the ocean keeps her rhythm Santa Monica, salt in the air, wind threading through my hair like a blessing. I’d ride the roller coaster just to feel my stomach drop and laugh at the miracle of fear that doesn’t destroy me. I’d taste everything sweet, fried, messy joy on a paper plate because memory is built from crumbs and humans carry love in the way they eat. I would dig my toes into sand, let cold water numb my skin until I could feel nothing but the fact that I am here. That I exist. That I can feel at all. I would close my eyes and listen to gulls crying like ancient spirits, to strangers’ footsteps, to the pier creaking under history, to my own heartbeat proving I am temporary and therefore holy. I would touch someone with intention, with reverence, not for the body alone but for the fragile miracle of being seen, of being chosen, of sharing warmth in a world that often forgets how. I would speak to everyone I passed like a messenger of urgency: Life is brief. Life is burning. Don’t waste it asleep. Look at the sky more often. Hold the people you love longer. Say what you mean while breath is still yours. And at night, I would lie beneath stars small and unafraid, grateful not for perfection but for experience for sand still clinging to my skin, for salt still on my lips, for the echo of laughter inside my chest. Because this is the truth: not tomorrow, not someday, not when we have more time but now is the moment that asks us to live.
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