Life Is a Riddle

Life is a riddle, wrapped in a mystery, A fleeting moment of joy and misery.

It's a journey we take, without a map, Navigating through trials, and mishaps.
It's a beautiful struggle, filled with pain, A rollercoaster ride, through sunshine and rain.

It's a puzzle we solve, with each passing day, Through laughter and tears, we find our way.

We search for meaning, in this vast abyss, Hoping to find solace, in love's sweet kiss. We yearn for purpose, in a world so vast, And find our place, at last.

The human condition is a paradox so grand, A curious blend, of the heart and the hand.

We strive for perfection, with every breath, And learn to embrace, life's dance of death.

Ultimately, it's the moments we keep, The memories we cherish, forever to reap. So let us savor, this precious gift of life, And embrace its beauty, free from strife.
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