Nothing is new, one generation pass to another
A symphony of man's thoughts and being
What was, is what is, a play on repeat
The sun rise and set, and the pattern alike
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A child's first cry, to the old on his dying bed
Hierarchy and greed, the chase for wealth
Men had always being men
Women had always being women
Life is a loop, a circle we revolve in
Nothing is new, a predefined system from the begining
While you worry about the future
Take a pause and live the moment, because whatever you face, would ever face, had been man's fate