Life
We've tried too hard to live this so called "life"
We extremely dance the beat of our existence.
We keep hitting the note of exuberance.
But still the vigor we have is no assurance.
Life was so unfair and unpredictable.
Today you are an extant and valuable.
One call and your always available.
But tomorrow your just only an indelible
We fight the battle of our survival.
Striving the challenge of life renewal
We risk everything to be an individual.
Still life was very sensational than normal.
I scarcely fathom that we can never hit.
Nor to flit and keep up the beat.
Because this is life, full of predicament.
Now it's time for us to leave them behind.
We love to stay but life force us to go away....
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