Not while am gone
life is fleeting A record today History tommorow . people toil like their life depend on it people work like without it their life nothing some toil and eat the fruit while other toil and was never there to eat the fruit. They both laboured indeed But the fruit they never eat it together So , Never while am gone will my fruit be ready Never will am no more will all have worked for to acheive come to pass My recongisition will be an history made when am alive when am here I will enjoy it I will savour it It will never be if only she was here The world will not recognise me only when am gone. But while am still here Never and Never while am gone .
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