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Life is beyond what we think;
Have you been disappointed
Used and dumped, like filthy rags?
I have a message for you….
Things happens for a reason
And pains are for the season
There are fishes in the sea
Just cast the net, to harvest.
Tomorrow will still come
One way or another, get up
Cry not over the spilled milk
One door closes, another opens
Things happens for a reason
And pains are for the season
I know it hurts, so bad, but
Let it fade in yesterday.
At times I wish I could bragAbout a white greenish flag;Symbolizing endowmentMeant to be inherited… Soil, air and underground Blessed with the best ever foundTrenches…
A pejorative colour cost a breathIf you dare, for the love, put on a beret!Whether new or old, bright or fadedThe gloom and doom looms…
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…
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Thank you
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When I am down, I look up at the sun, because I know I wouldn’t be there forever as long as the sunsets and rises… Hence I let’s such worries be lost in yesterday.
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Beautifully said and in itself an amazing way to look at things take care friend.
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Yeah
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