A golden friend from days gone by
whispers in my ear.
She says that life to live is here:
"Live: for life disappears!"
But friend of old, I ask of you
in deeper quandaries yet,
"What if the future God beget
is not this finished set?"
My dearest friend, please do speak up
point out my logic flaws...
I know inside, my reasons lacks
but I'm still torn; I'm ripped in half.
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