A poem about life.
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Past, present, future,
To me are all as one,
A never-ending cycle,
New life always begun.
Perhaps I am a dreamer,
For my mind tells me so,
Tales of many people
Who cannot let love go.
Pardoning the prisoners
Chained to their regret,
Seems the right thing to do,
Change the way things met.
Forever means eternity,
Revolving doors of fate,
So the wise man says,
Never is never too late.
Spun around with ideas,
We do the best we can do,
We win, we lose, we try,
It all comes back to you.
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