In this world here, we each exist
In this life, we all persist
Though often difficult this road we travel
Bare feet on path of gravel
We saunter on, often with earthly cargo
Not immune to faltering
Frequently hesitant of unseen twists and turns
In figure we grow, in figure we diminish
Weary though humankind; live we must
Awaiting earth’s stillness
When all alive ceases to exist
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