We all are like bards
singing a song
and with each note,
we move further along

We hope to our future,
yet we know to our doom
we sing a new song,
and write a new tune

We try to outrun
that miser of fate
on minds fast as horses
we know too late

He cannot be cheated
nor will he relent
till every moment
fated for us is spent

There is no slumber
nor is there rest
we will never defeat him
Never reach life's ultimate test

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