There’s more to love than what we can see

  beauty can help but it’s not a deal-breaker

  and yet I smile widely when thinking of thee

  my passion evident without even a whisper.

  No one can see it, but time continues to fly

  soaring like a bird, sailing towards the sun

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  there’s never enough, and no one knows why

  we cannot slow it down, so have a little fun.

  Our stalker is resilient, nothing can stop it

  touching everyone, for death is undefeated.

  Everyone fears the end, even just a little bit

  it comes for us all; every man, lady and kid.

  The key to get by is not to fret, such a waste

  make do with today before we’re displaced.