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Begining to End

12:08 Feb 10 2005
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When we are born,

We cannot see,

We never wonder,

What we will be.





As we get older,

But still quite small,

We start to sit,

We learn to crawl.



Next we walk,

And then we run,

In the rain,

And in the sun.



Before we know it,

We hit our Teen's,

Making plans,

Having Dreams.



Then as the Year's,

Go rolling by,

We get old,

We prepare to die.



We take a look,

Back over the year's,

Through the Laughter,

And the tears.



And to the Grave,

We must descend,

We are No more,

THE END.


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