Keep your chin up son,
This is how life works,
The sour part of life,
Makes sweeter all the perks,
The defeat, I know, it hurts,
And never will that cease,
Of the puzzle of our lives,
Pain is but one piece.
You lost the battle,
Not the whole war,
Remember that, dear son,
As you tally up the score,
If you won everyday,
The excitement would wane,
The sweetness drawn out,
The flavor turned plain.
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