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REFRAMED
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You did not waste your life
You lived your life
If you made some poor choices
Well, that's what living life is
A series of choices, many many choices
Naturally they will not all be terrific
If you fell in with unworthy companions
All is not lost
You can make better informed choices
You can select worthy companions
The past experiences, once heavy jagged rocks in our hearts
Now become the foundation stones
On which we build our futures
All that trial and error will pay off
The dead ends change into paths
So you can go back and get that lost confused young person
You left baffled by the wayside
Hand in hand you will form the new tower
With a beacon on top called hope.
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