Happy Life Poem by Lyra Breakfree

Happy Life



I go and go and go
and sometime I have luck.
But my search doesn't end.
Will it ever does?

I wondering how live should be
'cause there are so many opportunities.
Which way should I go, which would be wrong?
But life isn't black and white.

So my search go on.
The search of luck.
Where will I find it?
I don't know.

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