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It isn't the quantity, but quality that determines

It isn't the quantity, but quality that determines the worth of life.  #smimano 

One dusk, when death knocked upon his door, it found him, relentless on the typewriter, with an unfinished poem. Mesmerised by the soulful lyrics, and moved by his passion for the art, Death promised him Life, till he completed the pending phrases.

However, he spent a lifetime, thereafter, ignoring the metal keys. Assuming, he had cleverly, cheated death itself, even as cobwebs became the new tense to his alphabet. 

Until, the ripe old age of a fading autumn, when death revisited hi
It isn't the quantity, but quality that determines the worth of life.  #smimano 

One dusk, when death knocked upon his door, it found him, relentless on the typewriter, with an unfinished poem. Mesmerised by the soulful lyrics, and moved by his passion for the art, Death promised him Life, till he completed the pending phrases.

However, he spent a lifetime, thereafter, ignoring the metal keys. Assuming, he had cleverly, cheated death itself, even as cobwebs became the new tense to his alphabet. 

Until, the ripe old age of a fading autumn, when death revisited hi
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#smimano One dusk, when death knocked upon his door, it found him, relentless on the typewriter, with an unfinished poem. Mesmerised by the soulful lyrics, and moved by his passion for the art, Death promised him Life, till he completed the pending phrases. However, he spent a lifetime, thereafter, ignoring the metal keys. Assuming, he had cleverly, cheated death itself, even as cobwebs became the new tense to his alphabet. Until, the ripe old age of a fading autumn, when death revisited hi #Inspiration #tales #storytelling #paidstory #personify