The Futility of Life

The futility of life...
The sands of the past being ever changed by the waves of time
The waves rise and fall
We grow up and get old
Then we die...

The futility of life...
Is not all in vain?
We grow up and mature and are joyful
Thinking that we have left behind the foolishness of our childhood
Only to realize that we have begun to die

The futility of life...
We can never go back
What has happened is set in the sands of the past
Then the waves of time come and wash away our legacy to the world

So go out into the world and make the most of yourself
For one day you will die...

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