Control your life,
Or life will control you.
Words from a deceased friend,
It was the last time I seen his face,
Unknown to me, he was very sick..
But I remember that day,
We laughed, and spoke for hours,
Now, walking in the cemetery, I understand,
He, in his own encrypted way, was saying goodbye.
The man was never one for attention.
Now back to those words,
I think he wanted me to know..
What is thrown at us,
Doesn't matter,
It's what we do with it that makes the difference.
And it is so,
Until death.
The dark surprise when life is over,
But we will remain..
By the lifes we touch,
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