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Man is not made of stone,
But of flesh and bone.
Nor of iron clasps,
But of air gasps.
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Love is holding someone dear,
Whether or not they're near,
Love is not hanging your life on the shelf,
But a giving of yourself,
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What is life, but a chance for man to spread his wings and fly?
But a chance to live and not to die?
But a chance for man to be all he can be,
And see all he can see?
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A king, a king the people cry,
to rule over us so we won't die;
A king to rule in summer, fall winter and spring,
A king to take care of everything;
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5.

There is a dragon within the night,
Which causes many to fight,
for one's self,
and to make one's life sit on the shelf,
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I must not lose the fight,
I must not lose sight,
Today or tonight,
I must not lose the light,
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The Best Poem Of Lost Skiing

Man Is Made

Man is not made of stone,
But of flesh and bone.
Nor of iron clasps,
But of air gasps.
Gasps of air under a milky sky.
Where the mighty may live but the great die.
Die for honor, for faith, for hope, and for love.
And live for things from above.
For men are made of heart.
Which lights the way even through the dark.
For true men stand not on money or power,
But doing what's right every hour.

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