Diabetes Tells Us We're Machines

Music: Wann ich des Morgens frueh aufsteh'.
By Ludwig Senfl.
Sequenced by Curtis Clark, at The Internet Renaissance Band
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Diabetes tells us we're machines,
Intended to exist but for a time.
All that brought us pleasure in our prime
Breaks down to prove the metal of our means.
Eventually, all of us must die,
Though, perhaps, not quite so bit-by-bit.
Each soul must see of life the whole of it,
So as to know of death the reason why.




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