The Wanderer And The Sage

Pick me up when I’m down,
Lead me ‘wards the sage’s town,
Whose words shook the dead,
Especially when he said;
Nothing’s last forever my friend,
It’s all fades, they decay,
Nothing last forever, ‘mist’- they all fade,
Yea! They come with a date,
Either early or late,
Time surely defines their fate.
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