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Life's crusade for love is a jest
Dignity and honor second best
Lovers come and times may change
Friends, of course, are here to stay

Honesty is given in gold
Lies can also be found in the mold
We give our souls away for love
Only to have them set free like a dove

Reality is but a dream
We are awakened by our screams
Healing hands are not oft found
We ride our fates on a merry-go-round

Round, and round, and round we go
Where we stop nobody knows
So watch your steps and stay on the path
For life's answers aren't as simple as the math.