No one gets out alive
fore the taxman cometh
To take what he thinks is his
from the few
that have temporarily staved him off
To the many
that feel they can cheat him out of his hunger
So take what you may
try if you can
I will live again
another time
another place
I am an old soul
with many past lives
Yet only a few
in this old souls current life
that truly gets me
The eyes recognize
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