We all have feelings and emotions
In this life,
We all have pretty imaginations and Pretty images of things in life,
We have pretty ideas and pretty Thoughts about people and things,
We all feel and we all suffer poor
Or rich, educated or uneducated, etc..
We are all amid the life which we
Live happily or sadly everyday,
We all have different points of view About everyone and about everything,
A few people are out of this range Because they fish in the muddy water
Or they prefer to eat pieces of rocks Instead of delicious sweetmeats in life,
Life means to take and give and not
To do either to take or to give anytime, Shaking heads help the empty heads To work and to survive or we must go And live on other plants Man has not Discovered yet or to sleep for ever,
Our heads contain our pretty brains, so
If we don't use them well, then they Remain empty, useless, and out of reach.
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