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Life’s akin to a crystal vase. It holds the beauty of life. On display for all to see. Struck by an ill-fated wind. Suddenly, the fragile crystal vase shatters. It’s a mess on the floor. Nothing’s as simple as it appears. Life’s augmented by a beating heart. Your pulse quickens with a start. Will you stand up or fall? Struck by an ill-fated circumstance. Suddenly, your dream in life shatters. It’s a mess all can see. Nothing’s as simple as it appears. Life of a puppet on display. Your strings pulled; fate holds sway. Do we truly have free will? Struck by reality, caught in place. Suddenly, opinions have tied your strings. It’s a mess all can agree. Nothing’s as simple as it appears. Life’s sadly spent by chasing you. Gold and wealth, exchanged for sin. Too often we fail to see. Struck by an ill-fated strategy. Suddenly, the roses fail and fall. It’s a fragrant mess once more. Nothing’s as simple as it appears. (Back to the top, repeat) It’s now time, turn the page. Embrace life, before you sadly age. Act upon wisdom, heal and grow. Struck by the reality of time. Suddenly, your heart comes to rest. Your light returns whence it came. Nothing’s as simple as it appears. Nothing’s as simple as it appears. Nothing’s as simple as it appears. |