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Apr 2021
Here on this earth, we are now
After our birth for a little while
For we do not know how long we can stay
Already numbered are our days
Compared to before and after one's birth
The time we have is very short on the earth
Death comes eventually to every man
We can't see the future
For it is not in our hands.
                              By Connie Hopkins
Connie Hopkins
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Connie Hopkins  F/AL.
(F/AL.)   
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