Closing Life

Life is but a fleeting moment.

More like the second hand,

ticking on a clock.

Escaping time is futile.

Life closes, almost as quickly as it opens.

Tears will fall,

like rain from the clouds.

On the day you pass,

I will be left to wonder.

What, when will it be for me?

Life closes on all.

In time.

Goodbye.

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