The
pages of a life
The
birth, growth, illness and die
There
is nothing could be done
It
is the pattern in the form
Many
realize it
They
will accept the fate
When
the time comes to go
They
don't argue
There
are a few
They
will try to prolong their lives
They
don't believe death has to come
There
must be a reset button
The
immortals they read
Believe
there must be a way
Of
how to prolong a life
Living
through the centuries
Once
it was in the beginning
Of
ancient people living to hundreds of years
The
old ancient scriptures will tell stories
Of
those period of that time
Now
every one can dream
Immortality
is hard to come by
Life
has a fixed shelf date
When
it comes the crying tears
So
live in the pages of life
Don't
worry about yesterday
Try
to live your best today
Tomorrow
hasn't arrived yet
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