Oh, Life
I would laugh
if I weren't crying.
Life moves too quickly passed
every step taking us to dying.
In the moment then
is when I stop to say when
do we truly live our lives
escaping our own disguise?
Step right, step left, you're not dead,
bravely move forward and ahead
after all that happens each and every day
you still have time to play.
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