What goods a soul without a goal.
What goods a heart that's fragmented apart.
Lifes not all about the making of money.
Its about making a persons sad day sunny.
What goods a life thats full of hate.
Changing to a life of love is never to late.
Life is short so make it sweet.
Sweeter than the sound of an early bird that does tweet tweet.
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Author:
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Comments2
Great write
Thanks Tony.
Welcome
I read this like it was meant for me. Thank you.
Thank you.
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