I was afraid to be alone, now I'm scared that's how I'd like it to be

Consider a man riding a bicycle.

Whoever he is, we can say three things about him.

We know he got on the bicycle and started to move.

We know that at some point he will stop and get off.

Most important of all, we know that

if at any point between the beginning and the end of the journey

he stops moving and does not get off the bicycle, he will fall off.

That is a metaphor for that journey through life of any living things.

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