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A day on Earth goes by so fast
It runs ad runs til it becomes the past
Do we ever take our time
Or spend it as if it were a dime?
Do we ever think of what has been done
And conquer it as if we had won?
Did we accomplish things today
Or did we just sit and waste away?
Did we help in all the ways we could
Or hide ourselves away under a hood?
Did we live like it was our last day?
Surely we must think of the better way
We never know how long we're here
So leave NO regrets and nor your FEAR.
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