Remember ( not mine)

Remember ( not mine)

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As I walk through life, I look at all I have done. I had wandered aimlessly, And wondered what I have become. I have been through so much, It is amazing that I made it through. The lessons I learned, I am shocked I pulled through. The times I wondered what life was all about. The trials experienced in life, Can make all the good come out. We tried to make it day by day, Remembering what we were taught. Just remember some time to pray, It is important, We need it every day, Life can be short, Unexpected at that, We try to take it's punches, Just hoping it won't break our back. Remember who you are, Who you want to become. Everything will fall into place, When the time comes. Don't forget I love you's Every chance you get, The time may be short, There is no time to regret. Life can be exciting, As we all have found out. Eventful, even busy, There's no time to be left out. Remember who you are, and who you want to become. Time can be short Don't leave things undone.
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