Live
A single egg cell opens the show,
Fertilized, multiplying so an infant can grow.
We toddle on to the next life phase,
To the curious child we will raise.
Our adolescence may bring wonder,
Before adulthood causes us to ponder.
These decisions we will carry with age,
Until we are elder feeling so caged.
Then for the last step, where not all will die,
For in those we have touched, our character will lie.
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