Waste not this precious life.
Live it up in this life.
Don't wish for another life.
Sometimes it's a fleeting life,
Death can cut short one's life,
Alcohol, Drugs, purse snatchers plight,
Accidents, Murders, tragic suicides.
Sickness, Cancers, Genocides.
Drop the worries, the 'have not',
'what ifs', the regrets, the lot.
What you possess, why measure?
Build, protect your treasure.
A short life, a long life,
A hard life, a good life.
Each, different, yet the same life,
We have but one life.
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