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Born to be dead
Happy to be sad
Sane to be mad
And restored to be lost

Here life begins
Here it ends
The river is running
It starts from the end

Here we are!!
Running against the grain
Talking against the plain
And from the rain
Running so far!!

We have no faith
We have no wisdom
We deny our fate
And the devine system

We are born to be
Like the river you see
Making its way through the lea
Running smooth and silently

A small bit of dust
Is a big mystery
Coming from the past
Lasting till eternity

The river of life
Is running lastingly
From where it begins
And where it ends
Is out of my ability

for the challenge ''brain tease''


By web-designer

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