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Life (Poem)

Life is a game

Without any shame

We have to move on

Before we are gone

 

Life can be challenging

We may be panicking

There is no way out

Other than to shout

 

People want to hurt us

And make life a fuss

We have to face it

Or fall into a pit

 

Let’s wake up

And be happy as a pup

There is so much to do

Without feeling so blue

 

Life is beautiful

If we are dutiful

Make every moment count

To its fullest amount.

The Eleventh Hour (Poem) ►

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Auracle

Fri 22nd Mar 2024 21:13

Thank you for reading and liking my poetry.

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