You smile, you cry,
To the beginning of life.
You fall, you rise,
Again and again.
You grow, grow up.
To enlight life of your own.
Obstacles is the root of happiness.
Happiness is the void of Obstacles.
When verdict comes,
All the right moments and moves,
It will gradually go through your mind,
Slowly, slowly it fades away.
Those memories,
Flashing back,
That's when something is ending.
Life.
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