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- Reflecting Upon Mortality
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Death, it comes unto us all
Those with pride shall also fall
Any with foot or web or wing
To them great silence Death also brings
To try to run is but a folly
For Death is swift and takes all the jolly
Or angry or sad or beggared and low
He comes for you, this I know
So welcome the coachman, all dried and dead
Who comes for you on your deathbed
For you cannot escape your mortal fate
And you cannot escape what awaits
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