Life can be refreshed, it can be reborn
Nothing is final and you don’t need to mourn
There is always something that you can do
Even when life becomes hellish and you fall through
Just refract all of your enemies’ scorn
Your feelings are something that can be worn
Rip them from your hand like a thorn
Eventually you will pay your due
Life can be refreshed
Everything may be blasting around you like a bleeding horn
There’s no way to become unborn
You are no longer askew
You don’t have a wait in a queue
Healing will come from being torn
Life can be refreshed
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