Should there be just a single piece
Of the many words of advice I'd give
Have no doubt regarding what I'd say
And keep these words to yourself someday
Be not a guest at this party called life
Be not a character of the book you must write
Let the story you tell as the days fly
Become the History the world will live by
And make each day count
No matter how big the amount
And never forget to celebrate
The losses, the gains, what you create
For all that's left of life, is living
Just as what's left of love, is giving
Live mighty, live it all
Love always, love all
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