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Post by donald on Dec 31, 2012 8:06:40 GMT -5
We are all just passing through If we decide to stay a while, sit a spell We may be able to rent or lease some place As we ride this rock through space We can’t own it, even if we pay for it The tax man will take it back Come with bricks and bats We own nothing, that we can take with us As we build our towers and bridges We can’t even take the smell of flowers They leave at our grave Or the sweat we gave To make this place ours So jus' relax Don’t get too attached, It ain’t ours We just use it for hours, To do what They’ want us to do.
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