There will not be an infinite number of worlds
In which all we have been will eventually be again
There will not be an infinite number of worlds
Which can assure us that we will never lose any moment of our lives
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There is continuous loss just in living The time of our life is the time of our dying also...This poem is amazingly penned with the natural perception and observing the momentary mortality and remembrance. This is brilliantly penned.