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Aug 2019
It's serendipitous that the end is near
We are here for a moment and then we disappear
So stop being juvenile and gather up your gear
We are all in need of a solid flirtation
Or we will get lost in our careers
We frequently fear the endings
Much more than how things begin
So let's just listen to the rhythm
Until we find we know where we fit in
Ganesha Michael Shapiro
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