Your beauty burning like a fire
With all the wisdom of your peers
To hone the edge of your desire
How strong and bright would be the lure
A promise no one could resist
Worth any price but are you sure
Or is their poison in the mist
If after all your seasons bright
Your light would dim and fade away
No future just the black of night
No sun to rise and greet the day
A hundred summers flowing by
Our lives are short we seldom see
but even though we quickly die
We have our own immortality
We do no have much time to spend
Upon this earth of care and woe
But a life that has no end
Is waiting for us when we go
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