YOU are your ONE JOB.

You only get one life.

Like the last bite, inhale until full.

Breathe and release the changes.

You only get one way to die.

The wind of the world determines how you fly.

Engrave.. the letters of your length, presence, one pure sole purpose.

Restless, revive, one love, one life, one chance to show & surface.

The quest of acceptance.. Oh the lies of success.

Happiness shines from the knowledge of your true self ..

one journey, one chance.. the meaning of wealth

The purpose of your exsistance is extrodinary, one, that death itself can not rob.

you only get one life, you are your

one job.






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