we find ways to be alive
the path that we walk,
leave that to look up at the sky
for we may find stars to follow
or a shooting star to wish for
night comes for a new day
just like the present turns into the past
gone will be tomorrow what is today
for what was today became a distant yesterday
not possible to leave the world alive how hard we try
the inevitable sadness in life
a part of life, pretty hard to avoid
in between this death we live our life
and in midst of this we all laugh out loud
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