A Temporary Miracle
Why do we waste so much time,
Speculating on life after death?
Life is going on all around us,
And will continue beyond our days.
Each step we take moves us closer,
To the last step we'll ever take.
The time is now to slow your stride,
And take in this temporary miracle.
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