The Duty of Life.
We all start out young, just having fun. Running about, following the sun. But sooner than later we begin to change, some of us feel happiness, and others feel pains. But those who are happy, have a calling. To help destroy all that is apalling. And with the help of God everyday, we can all carve the way, to pick up those, who are falling.
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