There are many things in this world that we cannot understand.
Many things we wish we knew.
The more you think you know,
The more you know not of.
We know that we all must die,
It is just a matter of time.
I am here to tell you
That death is just another beginning.
For in death you become immortal.
In life you prove yourself.
Let your lives show who you are,
But let your spirit fly free and high.
There is no substitute for what we must do.
There is no ending what we cannot understand.
e must find everything that we must to survive.
For in the end,
It is our spirits that may pay the price,
For what we had done in life
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