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Nov 2013
If I have learned one thing in life
The one thing that in life I've learned
It does no good to foster strife,
You only end up getting burned.

But yet another lesson lingers
I cannot thrive without some striving.
I sometimes find I've singed my fingers,
But that's the price of sweet surviving.

I hope they'll say when I unfold
He lived his life more hot than cold.
Written by
Bob Spears  Colorado
(Colorado)   
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