If life were an open book

How would your story go

Would there be villains and heroes

Or no battles to show

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Would your world be filled with flowers

Beautiful and pristine

Or would litter clog the gutters

On your boulevard of dreams

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Protagonist or antagonist

What would you call yourself

Would there be an ending

With happiness, love and good health

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For the lucky ones with blank pages

And chapters still to write

Live like someone’s reading

Every moment of your life