Life
Life
What a precious Gift to
Own,
To win and win is life,And to fortify is it
Weapon;
Life without stress is the Good of it
All.
Splendour is her sweetness and Hard-work,the
Fruit for the survival,
thinking by heart,prospect through;
for occupancy to come
It's achieved with attain knowledge.
Life as a gift is with understanding,
Understanding yet,calls to the Top
When fall is a fool
Live the life all,even to the full;
For its all thing of the Mind.
25/05/2003(3pm)
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