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The incurable decay that is called 'Life'

What is this incurable decay that is called life
What gives us the right to opinions ?
We knew nothing when we were born;
We'll know less just before we fall to our death

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  1. Date: 11/25/2012 10:42:00 AM

    believe so too Richard,great write Sarah,and I think it's said that your life flashes before your eyes right before you leave

  1. Date: 11/11/2012 9:33:00 AM

    We will however realize how little we know and will be that much more impressed when we meet God. Good poem.