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Miss Out.
When busy making other plans
We miss our children first step of life
We miss their first smile
We miss their first words
We miss their first day in school
We miss their good moments
We miss their progress in life
And then we miss out on life.
Friends move away, some die
Family disintegrate, enemies take our positions
Our bodies get out of shape
Opportunity pass us by, dreams slip away
Our love life lose flair, alone we become
And then we miss out on life
When we are busy making other plans
Forget not your own self.
We miss our children first step of life
We miss their first smile
We miss their first words
We miss their first day in school
We miss their good moments
We miss their progress in life
And then we miss out on life.
Friends move away, some die
Family disintegrate, enemies take our positions
Our bodies get out of shape
Opportunity pass us by, dreams slip away
Our love life lose flair, alone we become
And then we miss out on life
When we are busy making other plans
Forget not your own self.
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