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We move to big houses And fill them with stuff Never thinking Enough is enough The same can be said Of our goals in life Work till you're dead Or perish in strife How do we know That we've reached our end A sign or a signal Or forever to mend The peak of our life Can never be known Until it's reviewed From some point unshown
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May 9, 2018
May 9, 2018 at 3:53 PM UTC
Excess
We move to big houses And fill them with stuff Never thinking Enough is enough The same can be said Of our goals in life Work till you're dead Or perish in strife How do we know That we've reached our end A sign or a signal Or forever to mend The peak of our life Can never be known Until it's reviewed From some point unshown
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May 9, 2018
May 9, 2018 at 3:53 PM UTC
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