The Meaning of Life
Life is full of mysteries.
It is a mystery in itself.
Life is a gift
that when given
should be appreciated.
You cannot understand life,
for it has a mind of its own.
Life is merciless and fragile.
One wrong move
and life is gone forever.
Life does not take pity
nor does it rest.
It pushes onward
always
till it is forced from existence.
Life is an array of things.
Life is good,
life is rough,
but above all
life is worth living.
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