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Sep 2017
Eventually, we'll all have to resign.
Because, no matter how hard we try,
And no matter how hard we grind,
We can't stop the natural progression of time.

We're painted illusions
To give us delusions
Of immortality
A lack of morality
This mentality
The new reality


Eventually, we'll show signs of age and decay.
You can't hold on to a moment; you can't relive a day.
Simply put, don't let your time go to waste
And don't waste it trying to live it in haste
Xyns
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