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Young man Grab thy ***** Grab thy pick And follow me In this lush meadow Green as green Amongst the cherry Blossom hills Strike thy pick Unto the ground Take thy ***** And dig deep Here then Lies thy future Look upon it And weep Now leave Never to return Until your Appointed hour And never forget Life must end And never forget To live
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Jul 1, 2014
Jul 1, 2014 at 7:54 PM UTC
Green Green Meadow
Young man Grab thy ***** Grab thy pick And follow me In this lush meadow Green as green Amongst the cherry Blossom hills Strike thy pick Unto the ground Take thy ***** And dig deep Here then Lies thy future Look upon it And weep Now leave Never to return Until your Appointed hour And never forget Life must end And never forget To live
If every person coming of age was required to dig their own future grave, perhaps they would be more mindful of their fragile existence, and better able to appreciate each living day.
#life#future#death#grave#sorrow#joy#fate#meadow
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Jul 1, 2014
Jul 1, 2014 at 7:54 PM UTC
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