An Endless Maze
Life is something most of us sought to have
Like an endless maze, we might stop in some point
Yet the maze will still keep on going
It's full of surprises in each turning corner
Some predictable , some not
It may bring us joy one day, and tears the other
Yet we must learn how to navigate through it
Trying to avoid as much harm as possible
Some are lucky , others are not
Though it's never the same: sad or happy
It's all: mysteries , dark, hard, easy, light, curse, adventure , but of all
IT'S LIFE
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