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A Recipe for Life
I did a 5, 5, 7 syllable pattern per verse. No rhyme. |
| Stir a dash of hope with a pinch of joy; they lend a hint of sweetness. Add a drop of love and a bit of peace to make a taste to die for. A morsel of pride, now sprinkle in dreams, add any magical zest. Whatever you mix live every fine bit of life’s delicious flavors. |