We live a life dependable
from our body organes
they control us like that able
to bring us conscious sensitivity
If something accidentaly
goes wrong with our health;
instictively our mind thinks of
the body organes blended with
Like an blood, food
and watter engine
working nonstopp
around the clock rhim
Providing for us a journey ride
throughout lifes flying kite
toward's many different choices
and directions on journey heights.
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