Some people appear, in our life,
At a very precise, time,
To help us close a chapter,
Opening a new one in our mind.
They pick up our spirit,
When it has fallen down,
Then fast as they appeared,
They are no where around,
Showing us, different views,
Of how our world, could be,
Which may not, be our first choice,
The truth, what our mind needed to see,
We will all come to crossroads
Confused, which way to turn,
As we decide our direction,
A part of life, live and learn.
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