Take the pieces that remain,
I'm leaving them to you.
Use them wisely,
learn the game.
You're now on level two.
You cannot change
what others do.
So what will be, will be.
Remember this.
It won't be long.
You're now on level three.
No need for riches,
don't care you're poor.
Quit the race,
you need no more.
You're now on level four.
Organically dying,
body is old.
Your spirit is flying,
you feel alive.
You're now on level five.
Jun 8, 2019
Jun 8, 2019 at 1:58 PM UTC
Take the pieces that remain,
I'm leaving them to you.
Use them wisely,
learn the game.
You're now on level two.
You cannot change
what others do.
So what will be, will be.
Remember this.
It won't be long.
You're now on level three.
No need for riches,
don't care you're poor.
Quit the race,
you need no more.
You're now on level four.
Organically dying,
body is old.
Your spirit is flying,
you feel alive.
You're now on level five.
Will we meet again?
When you get to level 10
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