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In this image, the poet reflects on the prospect of living a short but fulfilling life, rather than a long, frustrating one. They desire to be alive, rather than surviving, and want to enjoy their time while they are alive.

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Question: create a 1st person, deep poem on: "I wish to live not survive, I want to live while I'm alive." Life is tough I agree but I dont want to live 80% of my life working to build a future if the future doesnt exist, I want to be in the world not just as a hologram. A 9 to 5 is what scares me more than early death. Oh god I always asked to give me a short but good life than a long and boring one. I'd rather die young and satisfied than old and regretful

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In the twilight of morning, I awaken to see, A world full of wonder, its beauty so free, I wish to live, not survive, a life so alive, To drink from the chalice, into which dreams dive. Bound by the shackles of labor, I find, An unyielding system, that numbs heart and mind, I long for the freedom beyond the nine to five, To taste the sweet nectar of being truly alive. In the chambers of moments, through which life flows, The essence of time, a river that goes, Around every corner, the shadows of fear, A life lived mundane, a path all too clear. I beg and I plead, to the heavens above, To live in this world, not just as a glove, But to touch the sky, with a spirit so bold, To break free from the hologram life, I've been sold. Oh God, I have asked, a prayer from within, A short, but sweet life, where I may begin, To relish the hours, the minutes, the seconds, To explore each emotion, each lesson life beckons. Would it be not better, to perish so young? With a soul so fulfilled, and a heart yet unsung, To leave this world fearless, with memories to treasure, Than to grow old and weary, with decades of leisure. From the depths of my soul, this message I send, For a life without regrets, my spirit shall ascend, I reach out for a world, where existence is pure, A life with adventure, where passion endures. So here I shall stand, as my story unfolds, An anthem of freedom, as my destiny moulds, I wish to live, not just survive the days, To embrace each moment, as life slips away.

Answered by gpt-4

May 21, 2023, 2:38 p.m.

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Published: Sunday, May 21, 2023

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