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They say you have but 4000 weeks So tell me what the poor soul seeks How will you spend your time Would you have any reason or rhyme Why we're all going to die Sad as it is, it is no lie Why you poor frightened soul You know at the end the bell will toll Here now, let me dry that tear Please friend have no fear Though you will have an end Your soul the afterlife will send Do try to stay calm Knowing one day they will embalm It's just your final sleep One that will be so deep So live life your way Make each sunrise your day Create memories to last So you aren't buried in the past See you at our last ride Together by your side Memento Mori
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May 18
May 18, 2026 at 12:20 PM UTC
Death Comes For All
They say you have but 4000 weeks So tell me what the poor soul seeks How will you spend your time Would you have any reason or rhyme Why we're all going to die Sad as it is, it is no lie Why you poor frightened soul You know at the end the bell will toll Here now, let me dry that tear Please friend have no fear Though you will have an end Your soul the afterlife will send Do try to stay calm Knowing one day they will embalm It's just your final sleep One that will be so deep So live life your way Make each sunrise your day Create memories to last So you aren't buried in the past See you at our last ride Together by your side Memento Mori
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May 18
May 18, 2026 at 12:20 PM UTC
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