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life


the life we live is not to impress anyone,

nor to make anyone else happy,

but the life that we live is for us,

is to feel proud of yourself,

its to learn from your mistakes,

to learn how grow wiser,

although this life has its ups and downs

there are is always the hope of a new tommorow,

a new start,

a new goal,

the life we live has to be injoyed by you

becuase the day you realise you were living the life for someonelse,

it will be too late to life your life,

live your life to impress youself.

 

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