《New Poetry Book》Time

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Our lives are timed when we are born

We grow old with skin that is frail and slightly torn

The memories of the past are lost

The real question is do we know the cost

When it's our time to leave the earth

We will be judged for what we are worth

After that we are sent either up to the stars to shine

Or sent down below where there is sour wine

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