Missing Pieces Shouldn't Matter

It's all in your hands, 
right from the start
From the moment you were born,
To your very last 
Stop and look up, once in a while
Admire the little things that light up your life 
It's these moments in between, 
That matter in the end
Forget what's lost, forget what never was
Forget the missing piece, you've been searching for

From the moment you were born
To your very last
From your very first cry, 
To when you close your eyes one final time,
The littlest things, that happen between
The joy you give, the hell you receive
Is the life you'll live, the life that means everything 






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