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The span of a second, life's gift to me
An hourglass of sand, while sifting away
Will significance or merit be brought about
From any undertakings made today?
Efforts and toils, gain or loss
Aspiration derived worthy of cost?
To life brought in, in time be without
Ashes to ashes, dust to dust
Any necessity of existence be brought about?
Pondering such thoughts, a young man delays
Obsess old men at the end of their days

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Time
Date: Saturday, 6th August 2011 @ 11:30:30 AM AEST
Topic: Sad Poetry

Contributed By: erniej
Time, as if hurried to leave
The span of a second, life's gift to me
An hourglass of sand, while sifting away
Will significance or merit be brought about
From any undertakings made today?
Efforts and toils, gain or loss
Aspiration derived worthy of cost?
To life brought in, in time be without
Ashes to ashes, dust to dust
Any necessity of existence be brought about?
Pondering such thoughts, a young man delays
Obsess old men at the end of their days



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