Life is like a portrait,
I tell you the outcome can be a mixture,
Sometime you admire it; sometimes you don’t,
Even after all those efforts, joy can greet your face.
Or sorrow sweep off your feet,
You can still stand up if you fall,
Or if you wish you can sit still,
Life is written in unchangeable language,
You can do nothing than face the challenge,
Life is a mystery, answers will only create misery.
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