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Dum Loquimur, Fugerit Invida


(While we're talking, envious time is fleeing: pluck the day, put no trust in the future)

Live life to the fullest.

We were born to die,

One day the end will come,

 For each and every soul,

Including you and I.

 

Every moment you must cherish,

Because soon your memories will perish.

Every day, should be seized.

Live like it is your last.

 

To please your past,

Prosper in the present,

And forget the future.

 

What’s to come shall come,

                                                               When all is said and done.

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