LIFE
Dip this paint brush into color
for our world is dull
let us embrace every moment
with ambition of a raging bull
We will make a pact
and take it to heart
from here on out there will be no regret
only the love of life we call art
and when we reach Peter at the Gate
all of heaven shall be proud
for each and everyday
we lived out loud.
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