The Magic of Life
The magic of life
I use to bet on life
Cos I always have
A belief behind my
Pride
It use to be more positive
Till life drove me deeper
To it colours
In this colours
Lies it bigger pictures
That very picture that is
Always never clear
Despite it obvious signs
Yet I never stand
Never to live in vain
Cos at ever time
Some how I gain
The peace due
To my soul
And that is the only
Profit of my
Pains
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