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Two truths are known,
We're born..
We die..
The time between is precious.

Some live long,
Others short..
Why,we can not question.

Some Chase fame and fortune,
Some never learn to live..

But in the end,
One final truth..
Life is a gift..
We're all just passing thru.

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