The name, the shame
The things we do for fame
The hunger, the fear
The things we do for cheer
The grudge, the hate
Jealousy and fate:
The lies we tell and
The facts we distort:
What for, what worth
For a life so short?
For all these things
And of those one can think
They come and go,
All in a blink.
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