In the dance of dawn
to dusk we sway,
Human life,
a fleeting play.
Born of stardust,
bound by time,
Each heartbeat
sings its own rhyme.
From tender bud
to flower's bloom,
We navigate joy, sorrow, gloom.
Through winding paths
of hope and strife,
We sculpt our days with
love and life.
In every tear, a whispered tale,
Of triumph, loss,
and love's travail.
Through laughter's echo and silence deep,
We find our essence,
our souls to keep.
In the tapestry of human fate,
Each thread a choice, a twist, a trait.
We journey on,
through light and shade,
In the symphony of life,
we're played.
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