Feelings of Anger,
Lust, Happiness, craving...
All things shall go to dust.
Wealth and worldly goods
Hoard only if you must
They are not permanent
All things shall go to dust
Your ego, your pride
Shall all rust
When you shall have no existence
All things shall go to dust
Friends and foes
All myths shall burst
No Bondages
For all things shall go to dust
What shall remain
Are your memories just
Build happiness and gaiety around
For all other things shall go to dust
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