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when young we’re innocent to pain we live events are never the same we gain stains engraining our brain mental and emotional scars remain The death of a loved one kin, sibling or parent bereft succumb hurting present It strips us of quality found in our youth happy go lucky fun drifts aloof ripping up hearts and minds with abuse yet we live on trying to cut loose Life we’re given suffering the price yet whilst we’re living we learn of nice The human spirit bonds us close people present through merry and woes and while we hit both goal and post people present through highs and lows Today our present the gift our people when in our presence there’s nothing we need more

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