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All that come to be,
soon come to pass.
All beings that labor for what they had,
all is dust and dirt, they return to soil & grain.
Great empires have no lines,
Great conquers leave no tears.
Societies come, societies go.
Languages change, to and fro.
Thoughts of common people shift slowly.
Yet the world spins ever boldly.
A young man ask "what can I contribute"?
I say, "nothing".
soon come to pass.
All beings that labor for what they had,
all is dust and dirt, they return to soil & grain.
Great empires have no lines,
Great conquers leave no tears.
Societies come, societies go.
Languages change, to and fro.
Thoughts of common people shift slowly.
Yet the world spins ever boldly.
A young man ask "what can I contribute"?
I say, "nothing".