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I'm never gonna get this out of my head.

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We toil, we labor, day by day,

Building empires in hopes they’ll stay.

We stake our claim, we take our stand,

As if forever is in our hands.

But time, relentless, sweeps all away,

Turning towers to dust, blue skies to gray.

What once was ours, cherished and true,

Becomes the past, just passing through.

Can you recall his face, his fight,

Your great-grandfather’s silent night?

His victories, his silent screams—

All forgotten, like fading dreams.

The cars we polish, the homes we build,

The empty wants that we’ve fulfilled—

They slip from our grasp, borrowed, not owned,

In the end, none of it will be shown.

In graves, we’re equal, rich or poor,

The earth takes all, asks for no more.

Not the gold, not the deeds, nor fame,

Only whispers of a fleeting name.

So leave a mark that won’t decay,

In lives you touch, in words you say.

Let kindness carve what stone cannot,

A legacy the years won’t blot.

For when we’re gone, in silent rest,

It’s not the wealth that passes the test.

But the love we gave, the hearts we moved,

That’s the only life that’s ever proved.

Remember, we’re tenants, brief and small,

Our purpose here is to give it all.

To live with honor, to leave with grace,

And make this world a better place.

So cast aside the hollow chase,

And seek what time cannot erase.

For when you’re gone, and shadows brew,

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