A Morning Sun will set at last
An infants life will fade
Sun to moon east to west
from cradle until Grave

The lives that we all do lead
unltiamtely end up the same,
as we bumgle through life
from cradle until Grave

People live and People die
it’s the way of life
and yet our lives are still our own
though we’re trapped in destiny
what our lives are supposed to become
are only what may be

People live and People die
from cradle until grave
we still are that of destiny
deaths own mortal slave

By: He who is forgotten

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