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What is life?


Sometimes I feel like wasting my time

Being here doing nothing, letting life go by

But through it all I begin to remember

The wonderful blessing it is to be alive.

 

It’s all the little moments that bring light to our life;

The smiles, the laughs, the kisses, the hugs.

All things that give meaning to who we are

They are a reminder that bad times are not here to last.

 

Our family, our friends, and everyone around us

Are the biggest treasure we were given by chance.

And all of the sudden you begin to realize

The wonderful blessing it is to be alive.

Cause simply that is what life is:

Life is the biggest show on earth.

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