I will one day begin to decay.
Slowly all I am will fade away.
So there is not time to play-
Or to fall into the silly cliché.
Life is ticking away every day,
But I will go on as if I am okay.
We all know this simple truth.
Yet we go on everyday knowing,
That we can’t hold to our youth.
Still we live all the time knowing.
One day I will surely decay-
Until then I will be okay.
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