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THE GAME CALLED LIFE

THE GAME CALLED LIFE

Please dear friend I ask you to take part in this game
The game is called life and that is the name
Life is given to all regardless of views
It can take any form or course we choose

The game called life is both happy or sadĀ 
It can make you feel excited, nervous or mad
I'm not sure how this game was first started
But the way it is now sometimes leaves me broken hearted

Life is so very precious my friend that's for sure
You only get it once would be the final score
So please take part in this game called life
Always live in peace and banish all strife

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Djangos Daughter

I liked the line "Life is given to all regardless of views" Kieran. Indeed life is a gift, a trial, a learning curve and an adventure. All these things and more. Great write Kieran.Ā  Thanks for sharing.
Django.

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Larry Ran

Dear Kieran,

We start from the beginning
In this game that we call Life
We age, sometimes with happiness
Others, we deal with strife

.
As we come closer to the finish line
We look back at our mistakes
And seek to have forgiveness
The hurt ones, happy make

Peace and Love,
Larry xxx

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