I Lived
Time dances, moment happens,
A crossroads appears,
Decisions linger in the hands of fate,
A journey ahead, your own road to create.
Choose your path, let no voices sway,
In the journey of life, carve your own way.
The canvas is yours, a portrait to paint,
With dreams to pursue, and doubts to acquaint.
Embrace the unknown, with courage,
For within your heart, the compass abides.
Mistakes may come, like shadows cast,
Yet, each misstep is a lesson amassed.
Rise like a phoenix, from ashes reborn,
Resilience woven into the fabric worn.
In the symphony of choices, find your song,
For at some point in life, you must belong.
Take life in your hands, a sculptor of fate,
Crafting a destiny, unique and innate.
Let the echoes of decisions be your guide,
As you navigate the currents, side by side.
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