More brief you appear
The more I live.
Current times
And it is all ours.
We struggle to
Make everything
In order
Year after year.
Life blossoms
With you dear.
Strange to see you
Not hereafter.
Here we are to live
With all sweetness
All happiness
For eternity.
Take notice
And get lost.

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