Survival of the Sanest
The race began the moment,
we took our very first breath.
The race in life called sanity;
from newborn to inevitable death.
Obstacles and debris surely,
discouraging the lengthy path.
Keep yourself entirely focused;
steer clear of the toxic wrath.
Embrace life’s little wonders;
don’t misuse of the simplest show.
For struggle is here to greet you,
as you stroll through plentiful woes.
Don’t become disappointed,
or throw up your hands in disbelief.
Troubles and emotions will certainly,
cause you abundances of grief.
Take the negativity and use it,
as an advantage instead of plight.
Never give in to the weaknesses;
your victory is clear in sight!
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