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So much to say, So little time; Rush through each day, No time to rhyme. So much to do, So many things; To win and woo, No time to sing. So much to gain, So put things off; Bear hurts and pains, Live with odd cough. So much to live, No time for grief; So give and give, For life is brief. Leon Enriquez 19 July 2015 Singapore

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