two phases of life
Life begins with happiest moments
Ends with sigh of regret
My pasts give me reason to cry
My orignality become cause of my loneliness
Future makes me thoughtful
Allowing me to forget my present
Life covered by stress
finding reasons to be happy
but captured and never getting free
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