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In the grand theater of existence, we play our part,
A journey through time, a tale from the heart.
Life, not short but fleeting, slips through our grasp,
Moments like sand, slipping from our clasp.

We chase after dreams, in a race against time,
But as we age, relevance becomes a climb.
Struggling to keep pace, to remain in the game,
Fearing irrelevance, the sting of that name.

Yet as we strive, against the ticking clock's chime,
We realize the truth in the passage of time.
For dignity wanes, as abilities fade,
And the specter of mortality casts its shade.

We cling to the remnants of youth's vibrant glow,
Hoping to mask the marks that time bestow.
But acceptance dawns, in the twilight's embrace,
As we confront the end with courage and grace.

For life's not just about the speed of its flight,
But the depth of its moments, the lessons in sight.
So let us embrace each day as it comes,
And find solace in knowing, we're not just the sums.

Though irrelevant we may feel, in the march of the years,
Our legacy lives on, in laughter and tears.
For in the end, what truly matters is love,
As we surrender to fate, with peace from above.

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