The storms of life

Are full of strife

They end with change

I'm not the same

My friends confused

They want to know

And softly moan

Where did you go?

But I have died

In stormy fray

And was re-born

To face new day

And with life's storms

I'll die and rise

To grow anew

And share life's prize

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