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| Another minute, Another hour, Another day goes by. Another Breathe, Another step, That will be left behind. Another flip of a page, In a book so wide, Full of love, sadness And happiness divine. Another child that has been born, Another live that has been spared, Another Minute that has been wasted on People that just don’t care. Another friend has come, Another relationship has past. It’s funny how life takes us through Many different paths. Another flip of a page, In a book so wide, Full of love, sadness And happiness divine. Some people are timid, Some people are shy, Some people are cocky and Full of pride. Some people are full of love, Some people are full of hate, Some people will find Life isn’t a race. There are many chapters in Life that we Flip through day to day . Writing new pages In hopes to clear a way, to a better life of happiness With no dismay. Another flip of a page, In a book so wide, Full of love, sadness And happiness divine. |