roaming in and around heaping mounds of sand,
I could have been a cat,
enjoying chasing a rat,
I could have been a dog,
resting my head on a log,
I could have been an elephant,
with my trunk so elegant,
I could have been a pheasant,
that would be so pleasant,
but instead, I am a man,
born by a God, with a plan,
It was with a great price,
that I was born twice,
never to see and end,
of my mortal's days,
eternity's ahead,
no more, Earthly plays.
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