Easier to obtain, somethings we gain. Harder too keep, away from the creep. Build it up, the devil tries too corrupt. Even keeping life, becomes a struggle in strife.
Destiny counts, we control in some amounts. Keeping a life from death, requires one of stealth. Life long dodging danger, peeking over the shoulder for the stranger. Then one day, you pass away, maybe get killed, permanently chilled. The final end, destinies trend.
How long it may last, before it comes too past, may be partly our responsibilty, so we control our hostility. Keep an eye out, maintain knowledge about. God gave us some control, over our destinies hold. Excercising the option, takes wise reaction.
The captivating music of birds and the enchanting beauty of roses have, each in their own right, inspired people around the world for as long as anyone can remember. How the two combine with the challenges faced by a struggling writer in Georgia to c
The captivating music of birds and the enchanting beauty of roses have, each in their own right, inspired people around the world for as long as anyone can remember. How the two combine with the challenges faced by a struggling writer in Georgia to c
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