Well, then it surely is,
There is nothing like believe to define,
Your life's true edifice,
Each minute is another building block,
What will you make it of?
The bitterness from goal's disappointments,
Due to what became unrequited love,
Or acceptance of your reality,
Beyond what you create,
The material that makes new structures,
That redefine your fate,
Each one's a choice,
Though, only one is real,
Like any law writ to protect our rights,
They only work with the right to appeal.
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