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One More Time What is life, but a moment,
A breathe on a mirror,
Only there for a fraction of time
Before it disappears
Leaving only an echo
In its wake.
An echo of it's deeds
Of what it's passed on,
Whether it may be knowledge
Or another life,
Forming a tree that
Endlessly branches out with more,
And all because of that one moment.
So that fraction of a billion in time
Will forever remain on that mirror.
So what is life, but the joy of time.
