No more does it elude us
For the proverb has been unravel,
Vividly for sure the words are must
Into our cold tombs then a travel,
As Gotta had cursed our ancient past
"Dust you are and to dust you shall return"
But not mean for his attachment last
So to dust we shall all return,
Here's a warning change your ways
To via crucis for time is fleeting
Unless in extremis there's no days,
There's no chance of you fleeting;
Too sad to know those smile
Are followed by flowing tears
Those you know away miles
And that what you cannot bear
To dust they shall all return.
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