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    Earth and dust fall on their grave
    To Death they must their souls enslave
    And though they sleep and quietly lie
    We cannot weep, nor spare a sigh
    For we are young and carry on
    We have our fun, in turn bear young
    But who will cry when comes our turn
    To age and die, will no-one yearn
    For times gone past, for friends so true
    Life goes so fast as we pass through
    And though we grieve when death comes nigh
    We still believe we’ll never die

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