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Tick tock

life is never easy they say.

I say life is a fickle think

Here at one moment and gone the next

in its beginning its a joy to have many days ahead

near it s end we fear we have run out of time

 

Death will one day visit is all

and when he comes I will greet him

with a smile, because I would have made the best

of my NOW, My TODAY AND MY TOMORROW.

 

 

Life is short worrying yourself to death about things we have no control over, instead of making the best of the time we have now, today. Lets not forget to hold dear the things we mos value and are with living for

 

 

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