Cowboy Bebop:

There was once a tiger striped cat. He lived a million lives, and died a million deaths, but he kept coming back to life. He was owned by many owners who he really didn't care for. One day he met a white cat, who he fell in love with and spent the rest of there days together. One day the white cat grew weak and died of old age. The tiger-striped cat cried a million times, and eventually he died too; only this time he didn't come back to life.

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Cowboy Bebop:

Once a man was chasing a deer on a hunt, he was in the middle of the savanna and her injured his leg. There was no where for him to go, so the leg began to rot and death approached quickly. Soon, he was picked up by an airplane. He looked down below and saw a land of pure white beneath him. It was the top of a snow-capped mountain, the mountain was Kilimanjaro. He smiled and thought to himself; "That's where I was headed."
The moral is: People only seem to only think about the past when they're about to die, as though they were searching frantically for proof that they were ever really alive.
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CT Dragoon:

One day a flower blooms,
the flower also creates many seeds as it blooms.
One day the seeds fall.
A small amount of time passes,
and the seeds begin to grow roots,
and just a quickly,
they all bloom into flowers,
bringing with them more seeds.
Time passes and the seeds fall,
once again starting the process all over.
Then winter comes.
The flowers and seeds die, disappear, vanish,
as though they were never there.
Winter leaves,
and a flower blooms...
-it's about something bad happening every so often in a persons life.

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CT Dragoon:

An elderly man was sitting alone on a dark path. He wasn't certain of which direction to go, and he'd forgotten both where he was traveling to and who he was. He'd sat down for a moment to rest his weary legs, and suddenly looked up to see an elderly woman before him. She grinned toothlessly and with a cackle, spoke: "Now your *third* wish. What will it be?"

"Third wish?' The man was baffled. 'How can it be a third wish if I haven't had a first and second wish?"

"You've had two wishes already,' The hag said, 'but your second wish was for me to return everything to the way it was before you had made your first wish. That's why you don't remember anything; because everything is the way is was before you made any wishes.' She cackled at the poor berk. 'So it is that you have one wish left."

"Allright,' said the man, "I don't believe this, but there's no harm in wishing. I wish to know who I am."

"Funny,' said the old woman as she granted his wish and dissapeared forever. 'That was your first wish."