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7 stages of life..


Thank you God giving beautifull world Lucky to be a part of the game of word. Don't want to write book paging, Just scanning real life standing. Infancy is as pure as God, childhood comes with school load. Enter in teenage with Colors of love&innocence, Start feeling truth of world with command sense. As grow at young age,with enthusiasm & career sage, Runing in the race of life,put a dress with a tie. Pressure is in mind attacking like the tides, Live fullest or do some rest,ignoring the local fest.... Time extends and middle age welcomes us As prosperous & wise human Fear of becoming old experience is as gold Physical changes feels weak welcoming every plea Mentality comes at level of childhood Perfect meetings for neighbour-hood Saying bye to the adventures life Welcoming the oblivion fights Leaving little tears for beloved Going to make ourself covered This is human life,with black and white vibes.
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