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The meaning of life


    The smell of the fresh cut grass in the morning is refreshing and sweet, you hear the sounds of birds and hardworking bee's, you take a look around and see the beautiful sun rising above the mountains, You hear the water splashing from a nearby fountain, Life is beautiful and sometimes bittersweet, You must keep moving forward and to continue to always use your feet, Walking tall and your head held high you can do anything you want with your life, You have the power to be successful and all, All you have to do is stay strong, Things might get rough you might trip and fall, But we have great power within us all, Sometimes the days might be dark and gloomy, You got to keep your head up and just keep moving, The meaning of life is within us all, We just have to look at the beauty of life and keep it living and thriving in us all.      

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