Poetry: Chances Are or NOT

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Chances are we will be here tomorrow

Chances are we will not

Grasp the time and space

of this life

never taking for granted

the smallest of things

The hands of time

are flying past

very fast


There are too many chances in this world of things going wrong, that are not allowing us to rejoice in it. Be careful not to let your chances go without using every moment to feel every precious moment. Today or tomorrows are promised, so rejoice from moment to moment.


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Written by LaJenna

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