We owe our other lives to those
Who knowingly lived them for us
So we wouldn't have to go through
All they had to endure and overcome
Those who worked for better things
For us but felt their lives were wasted
When they saw what waited down the road
They knew it was never about survival
The immortal ones had settled that
Tedious argument long ago
So when he sat down with the Samaritan woman
They drank to life together and the sorrow
Of self-discovery happy sorrow
Grateful they took back their lives
And urged them forward to tomorrow
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