I pity the man who measures his life
in mediocre moments.
If my life must be measured in moments
Let them be spectacular moments.
Life should be a vivid variety of vibrant memories.
Each spectacular moment should resonate
With the exciting clarity of a musical note
Played in harmony with every other moment
Of my life, becoming a sweet symphony
Played grandly
As I pass into eternity.
But I pity the man who measures his life
in mediocre moments.
Who would want to hear his song?
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