a life,
full with ups and downs,
filled with great threat,
surrounded by all flares,
moving in a grand red cloth;
but fall into a deep cold forest....
a life,
which decides our fortune and future,
which it traps us or free us,
which we could not deny,
onto the path of life...
a life,
with no guarantee,
with no support,
with no slight lit,
life which can darken our sight....
a life,
with courage,
with great breath,
and with great slant smile,
can lead us to bright line;
but it may also vanish our tray...
a tray of glasses into ashes....
a life which we are moving on....
its a life....
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