My life
My life is an open book,
That led me through every nook,
And every corner of discovery,
Of life's long journey
My life is like a theories
That full of mysteries
But it is a kind of reality
Written in my diary.
My life is a sweet music
With a meaningful lyric
Like the love we made
That never been fade
My life was forged in fire
As metal stone and wire
Symbolizes its own firmness
With its natural goodness
My life and it's portrait,
More on care than hate.
For God love me always,
Who lead in a smooth pathways.
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