We shall have to live
We aspire for glitter of gold
Ceaseless luxuries with
Lasting behold
Where green meadows with
Beauties blow
Seems to embrace the eternal
Glow
But wrecks in nothing all sureties
Ever we groan and sporadically
We please
It is nothing but cruelest Time’s
Tease
It never tears the heart but
Pricks at ease
And smile of life dwells apart
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