There are times when we feel
That our life is at end
And we ask if its real
What this life could have lend
We have our own reasons
When we fail to believe
We make our decisions
When we feel we're deceive
But just when we say
That we tends to give up
Is when God finds a way
To make everything stop
And sometimes it happens
When we least expected
That our life would have then
Be son redirected
And we started to find
That we have a new purpose
And we made up our mind
To the things that we choose
This is what we vision
And I know we should try
Let us make our own action
Before we could die....
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