Time.

Time moves on and on
And on and on and on.
It moves towards death
From the moment of being born.

Everything dies:
Each beggar, each King,
Each day and each night,
And every human feeling.

Some that stay do change,
Love into Stability,
Happiness to Hope,
And Faith to Insecurity.

What then? So now what?
Ah, Now is the Key.
Take the Present then,
And live it frantically!

6th December

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