It is written in my fate that life will be spent dying bit by bit; I am dead already at the very start, so let us see what happens for the rest of my life.
This couplet captures the quiet despair and sheer exhaustion of facing a lifetime of sorrow. Destiny had decreed that life would be spent dying by inches, but the speaker feels utterly spent and lifeless right at the start of the journey. There is a poignant irony here—wondering with a weary sigh how the remaining years will be endured when the soul is already defeated at the very threshold.
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