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Life never stops they say,
Its the history of our tale,
Gifts and talents we've acquired,
Hustling to reach our goals.
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In the route of tornadoes and strife,
We stumble and fall,
Despite this, we still out there.
Working day after day.
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The cycle of life rolls on,
Of which way to go,
Confidence and strength we must have,
To do what we feel is right,
Irrespective of our enviromental factor.
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Choices ain't made when there's just one option,
Centuries behind us, ages to our years.
Rolling on to what we never had.
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Now how will the patient dog, eats the strongest bone?
On the D-day when the gold is shared according to our deeds,
On that day when good and evil meet,
When no choice will be given but to kiss his feet.
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The day approaches!
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TEE-THOMAS (Fearless Poet)