Life is brief, a fleeting flame,
No one knows when ends the game.
The clock keeps turning, swift and sure,
Each moment gone will not return.
So treasure now, the days you hold,
Don't wait until your heart grows old.
Let laughter shine, let kindness flow,
Give warmth to those who love you so.
Tell your friends they mean the world,
Let your sweetest words be heard.
Hug your family, hold them near,
Show your love while they are here.
Don't waste the hours on empty things,
On fleeting pride or hollow dreams.
Instead, let joy and mercy grow,
Plant seeds of love in all you know.
For life is short, but love can stay,
It lingers on beyond the day.
So live with heart, and freely give
That is the truest way to live.
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