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Change

Our bodies are forever changing,
Never staying the same,
Tomorrow’s joy is today’s pain;
From past to present,
To future we glide,
In a constant state of flux, we reside,
How we deal with this change
Determines who we are thus,
From womb to tomb,
We are reluctantly thrust,
To joy, life, chaos then dust.

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