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Last turn

In the maze of time, the last turn hides,
Unknown to us, where destiny abides.
Measured not by what has come before,
But by the joy of living evermore.

Embrace the moment, let it unfold,
Be present in it, let your story be told.
For in each step, your path is found,
Live, be, until your last breath sounds.
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Volcano

Thirst, a fire within, must be quenched true,
With grace, let calmness gently ensue.
Like snow, a shield, serene and white,
Yet beneath, a volcano’s fiery might.

Appearances deceive, as mountains stand tall,
Cool on the surface, but within, flames call.
To be like her, not mere pretense show,
Embrace the journey, let authenticity grow.

It takes courage to be your truest form,
But the path is worth it, through calm or storm.
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Cleansing

In the heart of the chilling mountain's hold,
A burning volcano, fiery and bold.
Pretend not to laugh, yet a smile's embrace,
Touches the soul with gentle grace.

Routine cleansing, inside out,
Keeps spirits high, erases doubt.
Lighting paths for self and others to see,
Appreciating life's beauty, wild and free.
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