Here Today. Gone Tomorrow.
HTGT
The life of mortals is like grass,
they flourish like a flower of the field;
the wind blows over it and it is gone,
and its place remembers it no more.
HTGT Collection
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suggestion
Take hold of every moment, every person you love. What’s here today may(will) be gone tomorrow.
