Life is a travel
it is a marvel
could be a shrivel
anything on the level
a hype here with a sensitivity
a type there with a placidity
all call for a plausibility
that one makes out of life
spans some eighty more in strife
with words pointed like knife
insinuates a disharmony
with behaviour moderate
evolves 
a feel considerate
all depends on the way we go
so we reap that we sow.
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