As our birth starts or Someone comes into this world, It means that he or she will be a great player Towards what is available in our world Good or bad, That in-between period starts with our birth and Ends with the moment of our death... We come to be, but We end with not to be Because of what's going on around us... We suffer to death just to be, but We end not to be... Life stabs us with its sharp knife like An ugly killer anytime... We live in great emptiness From our emptiness until our inevitable death anytime... Everyone and everything are against us and May be we are against ourselves... Our whole life is not, but A great mirage we live it sourly... We want to be anytime, but We instead of that become not to be... ______________________________________________________________________
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