Life love
Life is
Entrance into a room of flexibility
Exploring to find happiness
Sadness being a topic at the end
It is a plantation where achievements are made
It is food, consumed each day
Life is a miracle
That exists after death
Life is a tree
Where dead people fall like dry leaves
Its sprouts tall but has flashbacks
It has regrets and achievements
But all in all life is there to live
For it existed since the formless and desolate era
But raptures with great things
Life is there for me and you
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