Life is like a flowing river,
With rocks hidden beneath,
When it’s over you neither take gold nor silver,
But instead end up under a wreathe.
Life is short,
You gotta live it well,
It can not be bought,
And neither can you sell.
Life can be long,
If you focus on the challenges around,
This is very wrong,
Because you’ll end up living like you’re bound.
Life is a mystery,
Very difficult to fathom,
Everything suddenly becomes a history,
Because death is so random.
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