No matter how carefully we build our empires, everything stops at the edge of life.
All that remains behind are the things we thought we owned, and the people we hoped we loved well.
We spend years chasing what shines, forgetting that time is the only currency we never earn back.
Money stays.
Titles stay.
Even our names fade.
Ramon’s words quietly remind us to live lighter.
When the end comes, no one asks how much you owned.
They remember how you lived, how you loved, and whether you used your life for more than yourself.
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