It’s here. Then it’s gone.
And before we can blink,
The world has moved on,
Faster than we can think.
Is this the real thing?
Or in this wild blur
Is the world just a dream.
How can I be sure?
Life begins after death
Is what we have heard.
So what is this now,
Flying by like a bird.
Is it life or a dream?
This illusion of time.
Is reality now? Or in
A realm more sublime.
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