Looking back on the times,
That have past me by,
I see so many missed things,
But to make amends, why try?
All of our pasts,
Have a common trait,
To teach us to look forward,
Not to leave our lives to fate.
Each of us controls our own,
We make ourselves what we are,
You need not cross great waters,
Nor look to lands a far.
What we are is deep within,
What we are is something inside,
It may be hard to find,
But it is even harder to hide.
Look inside your own soul,
To the question of life at hand,
And you’ll find the answers as abundant,
As all the grains of sand.
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