United States
61° 12' 3.9528" N, 149° 32' 33.0576" W

People suffer in every way,

Live tomorrow,

Die the next day,

Takes the soul of the good and bad,

Doesn't care which one it had,

Live life to the fullest,

Whether you're in your prime,

You'll never know when it'll be that time,

Look back at the one's you love so dear,

The greatest thing in life,

Is the love of a tear,

You'll begin a new journey right away,

Forgetting those memories where once they lay,

It's a gift and a curse of living they say,

But it passes on in every way,

Can't one soul survive living it seems,

An eternity of life is everyone's dream.


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