You won't just die
Because life's earthenware
Has broken on your head
The tears in your eyes will dry
And the mourning in your mouth
Will turn to laughter
That is when you will not extinguish
Your fire because the sun is up the sky
When your matchet gashes you
You clean it of your blood
And you sheath it back into its scabbard
No matter how sweet life favours us
We can not infinitum live
Or we toil and it tosses us
In the tempest sea
We can't just die and die!
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