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When you look cuter, do ask your glass
What will you do when time will steal,
Your youth and old days come across,
Standing before you sitting with no deal,
Sow goodness seed in youth with pleasure,
And reap its golden fruit in old age of pain,
Your will, will fail, if you think in leisure,
Pleasure not but grief comes again and again.
When your beauties decay, but you in rime,
Will live like a bright comet when I am gone,
Which is mighty, pen or beauty proves time?
Yea! I compare you with laughter not moan
Nothing can stay on earth except goodness for all,
Increasing knowledge day by day ignorance fall
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