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The world is moving and I'm not prepared

For this constant change, where everything

Disintegrates; what was secure is pared

Beyond the bone and we can cling

To nothing save the fact that we ill die.

If we were happy, why not once again,

But what hope happines for your and I

When all around is misery and pain?

So that's it then, let's all give up and end,

Regardless of the things that we enjoy

And, when we've had a drink, maybe append

A moral for the rest - just to annoy.

'No matter that you're dying to move on;

You've only got one life - and phut, it's gone.'

Brian Hick November 2011

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