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Nothing - 2

To give your life is often
thought the greatest gift

It’s not

Your life is not your own
to give of keep

Everyone dies

Your soul is your only
true possession
and it is the giving of this
that is the greatest gift

To whom will you give it
Or, will you try
to keep it for yourself?

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