That Final Relief
Our situation can determine who we are I believe
And the power of socialism is naive
We are forever so basic in life to accordingly achieve
Have you a known other to relief?
Everyone has always come so far
I am old but this world is new
Bearings never coming to par
Promises that of life never living anew
How long before you are finally too old or young to know?
So much and so less and a nothing more
Have you a final card you think you can show?
Before you die, will growth only show more for
Live a little and remember to die a little as well
Life is only beautiful with life and with death
Have you bought a thing to meaningfully sell?
Haven’t you a walked path you finally left?
A situation can awaken who we are sometimes
But are you wizen to be naive?
With so many days for successful finds?
Have you a what it takes for that final relief?
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