Or even through, if I tried.
There's just no penetrating this one,
As if all hope has just died.
You can't squeeze more time out of a life,
Which makes each moment precious.
But, you can't also take back what you have used,
And that can be disastrous.
But something keeps on screaming,
To do things before it's too late.
Don't worry, you have all the time in the world,
And when you don't, well mark the date,
That you left, alright?
Because there's something you should know.
I've been around for a long time now,
And no one's ever thought it was their time to go.
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