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The essence of life


THE ESSENCE OF LIFE Isn't life a mystery, lyrics that cannot be written Isn't life weary, memories that cannot be relieved Isn't life difficult, puzzles that cannot be resolved Isn't life empty, holes that cannot be filled up Yes life is sad, it's dark but how hard have you tried when it is bad How hard have you tried to input meaning to a meaningless world But yet, this life that is bad, sad and hard had been the origin of everything you have ever had Yet this life that is empty and cannot be filled up is what brought experience to your existence Yet this life that is weary, that moment that cannot be relieved had been what kept you thinking what added reasoning to to your identity Your life is everything that resolves around you and the inspiration that drives you Your life is everything about you, your existence that you experience Life is what brings hope the only resource you own The only fee you can pay to succeed It is those blocks that builds you up Your life is determined by your own definition.
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Chidinma 777
Just a bit of me

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