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Quick as a hiccup
Things just change so quickly,
Pleasures and pain seem subject to change, but the pleasure we all beg to stay.
In a snap what one knows now, could be a glory of yesterday.
The flood just came, sleeping ones slept to death, those awake lost all possessions and acquisitions,
The town is submerged .
Back to nothing went all the struggle to have this and that. There seemed to be nothing for sustainability and nothing to make a boast of.
The only thing left of these person's are their will and innerman both in life and in death.. While building the outter the inner being that will answer to the Lord must never lay in ruins for it is all that stand when the outter grows out of sight..