Life Is A Precious Gift
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Life is a precious gift of God
And we are sent to this earth for a purpose.
Life is transitory
It flows constantly
But may cease to exist
By the hands of destiny.
Every moment of present
Quickly pass into past
And every future moment
Becomes the present.
Within this short span
Let us try to shun
Jealousy, hatred and animosity
And live every moment
With love, kindness and pace.
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