We first learn to breath, we then know we have arms and legs, eyes to see, ears to hear, listen and guide our way, put on the floor to crawl the path and see our vision, grown enough to walk and speak the talk to improve our skills of language, stand bold and tall, know when we fall we have that ability to get back up, then as we get old were back to the beginning in the end, cant walk, cant talk, eventually we won't breath, death is the power of life,Will you choose to live forever with life the power of death, to live everlasting is key to success... just take step by step
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My life revolves around the thoughts and words I speak in my close one's ear and open others mind. I help to make them see if the past is bad, leave it all behind. When your future has meaning, keep walking on your journey, never go in circles and stay repeating. I'm a man of understanding, let's all be the one to led a hand to a scared woman or a lonely man, we're all human
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