Living In a Universe

Shall I fall apart, away or inwards?
Shall I grow bigger in my demise, or take seven steps out and start, yet again?

Oh the people that have death, would they envy us? Watch us live so shallow? If only we could die for awhile, just so that we could live again, like we should.
How come some people live like that, without having needed to be dead?

Maybe they come from stellar parts of the universe.

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