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Life as a stage, begins empty…
Gradually wisdom then comes with age;
Sage and brave are on different pages.
In challenges, right on the face,
Cowards are known by the traces of fear
Wrecking and then repressing courage.
Like lions, show no fear on your face
Or else you will be in the circus
Mutely roaring loud inside a cage.
I have tried to fix the broken allureAnd was the only one obeying the lawsI have had hopes in hopeless timesI guess this place is…
I know right now all you see, Is a boundless flowing seaWith an admirable color blue,Prestigious depth and volumePure allure, but on the contraryThe tenacity…
Just like light to a surfaceCasting shadows on all placesScars, wrinkles and the dentsOf loo all have common end…If reflections could only speakSo many secrets…
The cock may crowat the break of dawnhopeful we are for,tomorrow’s sun…There are times I think about leavingand where I will belost in my sleepOn…
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