Trust
Lust
At last,
Dust.
That is life, at worst
Dining together at the table
Dancing when the music a rumble
Fun and laugh in the gamble
Is never enough,
Trust does die
Lust rise
At last dust
As we burry those we’ve lost
The ones who didn’t pass the test
But passed to rest
And that’s life…….
At worst.
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