Life is too precious to be wasted,
When good things come to an end,
And Time refuses to stop and be tested,
You want to finish as a legend...
But this world is very harsh,
Pays you back for whatever you've done,
Pays you enough to die with a crash,
Pays back to each and everyone...
Its never too late to look back,
Its never the last goodbye,
Let your life not be white or black,
Every moment let the colours fly...
We're not living at crossroads,
Cuz in the end, all destinations are the same,
Let the journey be beautiful,
Thus when death knocks, Life will be full...
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