If I can stop one Heart from breaking, shall not live in vain, If I can ease one Life the Aching, I shall not live in Vain. Life is too short, A flickering flame, a transient gleam, A flower doomed to swift decay, To bud and bloom and pass away. Between the cradle and the grave a frightened child with tears in his eyes looks at the light. Life is too short, But he who kisses with joy the life, lives in eternity’s sun rise.
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