Life moves fast,
as we whirl through,
stopping briefly,
living in fear, dying in love,
singing our pain,
writing, drawing, speaking,
never to stop and see,
admire beauty that waits for thee.
Time flies by,
always moving so quick,
much to quickly,
some wasted, some forgotten,
golden years sought,
living, loving, losing,
never to close our eyes,
serenity as our demise.
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