Warm and serene;
Lazily loving my sunny routine;
Where nothing can darken my day,
And life is come-what-may
No trouble shades my day.

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Cooly content--
This is what God must have meant 
When he made the world for man's delight!
My life is
Fancy and free, and I'm
Living for me,
And no shadows in my sight.

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Then in the still:
Worrying whispers, I wake to a chill;
What might that murmuring be?
Is someone calling me? 

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"Time to move, lose your groove,

And be summoned far away;
Got to give to the ones who live
It's the debt you need to pay."

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Though I don't know how--
So it's WHY NOT NOW?

No more waiting, contemplating, 
Just admit the
Time is now.