Treasures
When I'm gone
All my precious treasures
Become junk
Toss it away,
It's meaning forever lost
See how expensive
Time can cost?
My world fades to the past,
And memories of me,
Shall not long last
I follow God's path,
We all go somewhere,
Where that might be,
I don't know and don't care..
As powerless against time
As a ship in a storm,
But I take comfort in realizing,
This is but the norm.
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