This is a poem from one of my students from last year, who just popped by to show me.
Humans aren't meant to die
Science can't understand our complex designs
They say we come from monkeys
Now who is believing in fairy tales
We are made of dust
That's why when we burn we turn to ashes
Our treacherous hearts weren't made to stop beating
Our lungs shouldn't take their last breath
The thought of living forever claims our mind
And our souls knows the truth
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