Life goes on, yet as human as we are, we yearn for second chances to relive a moment in life, to undo a lapse in judgement or even to restart a relationship. But it always ends in a dampened hope.
Second chances are all-too rare, aren't they.
Escaping from death, the world now seems to be illuminated in a different light.
Fortunate.
Fortunate.
Perhaps the moment death struck open this chrysalis, it opened the door to a new phase of life. A new start, should I say. And I thank God for this second chance to live.
Metamorphosis.
Metamorphosis.
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