Life is a cycle
It would not be life if everything remained the same
Sadness laced with happiness
Death giving us life
It would not be weather if the seasons did not change
Hot to cold
Dry to wet
It would not be a day if light was not stolen by darkness
You wake to work
Sleep to rejuvenate
We would not be human if we did not err
Doing right wrongly
Wrongly doing right
We would not be in love if we did not have lovers tiffs
A misunderstanding here
An irritation there
Life is a cycle
Today it's mine
Tomorrow your time.
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