Too Precious, Too Short
The dying know the time’ value all too well,
Know how precious a second is once it’s turned an hour.
The last words and self-forgiveness’s power,
Don't hold on to those who are meant to solely pass you by,
don’t call the lesson they were there to teach you a lie.
Don't wish harm upon anyone who couldn't stay,
be gracious, and send them with love on their way.
Life is too precious, too short to carry the agonizing hate.
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