Unfair
They tell you that life’s an obnoxious blare,
And you can’t mend the situation.
There’s no point in stopping ruination
Or halting any stigmatization.
That is just it; life is plainly unfair.
Even if life always seems unfair,
Its joyous aspects must not be lost.
One day, every frau meets her herr.
And although we all have to pay the costs,
A bridge to happiness can still be crossed.
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