Here is death,
The only truth.
Worry not
With this truth
We have to move,
Move forward and
Forward.
Cheerful we are
And we are powerful.
With our love
More and more
We pour.
Sorry to say
We measure the things
With our own scales
And this is the state
We pursue.
We fail to know
At every moment
Our life is fresh
And new.
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