The Unsung Life
For what is life,but today
A tale as old as time.
But no mater what men can say,
Or put it in a rhyme,
A life,no man can tame,
And destiny lies wait.
For here tomorrow not the same,
Is twisted by our fate.
But what can man see today,
That shall be on the morrow.
Will it bring joys my way,
Or bring eternal sorrow?
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