When itâs born it begins to die,
Everything on earth and beyond the sky,
From endless deserts dry, to bottomless oceans devoid of light,
Weâre only here for a moment of time,
A blink of an eye in the grand design,
Weâre burnt out candles waiting to shine but,
Thereâs too many people living life with no spine,
Simulacrumâs walking around just dead ringers,
Polaroids developed without any pictures,
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