life
Life has a funny sense of direction. It will twist and pull us, turn us and push us whichever way it pleases. Never givng us so much as a hint or clue. Never letting up; never on the same road, always advancing. Sometimes you hate it, sometimes you want to praise it. It always keeps you wondering but isn't that the beauty of it; always going and never knowing where you might end up.
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