EVERYONE HAS TO DIE ONE DAY
YOU DIE FIRST AND THEN I MAY
ONE DAY WHEN THE LITTLE CHICK WAS BORN
MAMA HEN HAD TO HIM WORN
THAT NO ONE CAN ESCAPE ALIVE
IN THIS LARGE PLANET FIVE
DEATH IS A BIG, HUGE WALL
ONE DAY IT'LL DEFINATELY FALL
IT IS ON US HOW DO WE SEE IT
WITH FAITH OR FEARFUL KIT
-By little poet
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