Lost Skiing Poems

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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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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