Time will move forward, some dreams, will slowly begin to fade,
Our memories will be treasured, as the sun is on a rainy day.
What is this, and what is that, are questions with answers,
we will always lack, we must move on with our travels,
be brave, and not stay back.
Everyone's life is an adventure, as we journey on our way,
it's real, you will never repeat this moment again,
there is no rehearsal, for this play.
Always keep searching inside yourself, and the world around you,
discover the reasons you are here,
what your personal mission, is to do.
Be willing to learn & change, at any moment in time,
we will often be tempted, it's up to us,
to make the right decisions, in our mind.
We are all different, like every snow flake that falls,
don't always be a follower, use your own judgement,
move forward, with your head up tall.
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