My taste is what I chose;
The sour, I was already prepared for
The sweet, my mouth watered for
The bitter, may not be what I planned for
Life brings the sour, have your sword battle ready
Sweetness isn’t always steady
The bitter came unexpectedly, but you have been through worse already
Now your tastes have been defined
Chose to savor the tastes being refined
And learn the lessons being presented
Grow and learn what can be prevented
Outcomes are not always similar
Know your taste buds so that they are familiar
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