So we do, then die '
On earth we reason, and strive; and lie..Connive
And posture, are elated and cry, we build
up
edifices and would blot out the sun?
Then
Pass as mere shadows..' Doing our deeds untill
We all must die; everyone.' Yet not to life"
for it exists past
Time, in the mind of God! Now where is your
divine.?
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