Strange
Strange is this life,
Strange this living;
Yet men do strife,
Quarrel and sing.
Within moment
These men can die;
Yet for this life
They cry and sigh.
Life is so short,
Death is so long!
Yet men insane
To hear life's song.
What's true on earth-
Death or this life?
If life gets lost,
Why this mad strife?
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