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The night will hardly hide the grin of sickly soul.
Your own saver or a torturer you are.
The righteous men and sinners live on love and grow.
Illusions, failures, so sweet and so bizarre.

Mistakes... mistakes... You'd better make,  no use regretting,
And no lies there might have been another way.
Your intuition and experience are ready.
The chapter read. Just look ahead and come what may!

Add to the plot your own turnings and adventures,
Be thankful, value what's been done. It's not in vain.
Snatch up the chance and make it yours, embrace the changes.
And make the most of your life, come shine or rain.

The crystal chest. Sophisticated flamy dances.
The broken pieces and the ashes of your dreams.
Life always gives you opportunities and chances.
The stages reached they watch in secret, as it seems.

You speak your mind through pain and laughter. Heart is melting.
The night is heady. What a lovely, twinkling star!
What is admired so much that many dreading?
The real bravery of being who you are.

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