Lives are like stories,
each one with a lost.
Who can tell time,
or what it will cost.

The price you pay,
will take you far.
But the choices you make,
will always be hard.

Love is a power,
can can never be broken.
Anger and fear,
shall not go unspoken.

One person, one calling,
one fear for falling.
Time not for tomorrow,
lives full of sorrow.

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