Life

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When paths end and new chapters are closed.  

 Do not terry if there be a bend. 

For life will go on,

like a never ending song. 

Always creating,

ever changing. 

For one to make it,

they must be patient. 

Good things come to those who wait.

Life, though it can be slow, is never late. 

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