Two Kids Talking

They talked about death.

Didn’t know anything about it.

Decided that old folks die.

The older one of the kids said

“Yeah – that means I’ll die before you.“

They didn’t know how it worked. 

They hadn’t yet heard: 

“Only the good die young” – 

And that bullshit. 

They didn’t yet know how it worked. 

When they get older 

And have to deal with death

They won’t know any more than they do now.

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