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The oldman's lamps in the air
that we mundane beings may share
He- Otwereduampong
Whose grace we live on
On this mighty stage of life,
We are characters all alike
The mighty manhandle the light,
But just for the while
'tis a passing glory
The pride of a bride's dowry,
The sensual moment of night with Earth
Which is but till Day is here.
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