What's good in the morning
In the afternoon or evening
If all you can see is darkness
Full also of mysteries.
I've found many people
With a smile colored by a purple
Tells that life's like a circle
Keeps turning like a marble.
It made my eyes open
that I'm not really forsaken
For i thought life's full of fear
But it can't be easily tear.
Now that I understand
That I'm living in this land
For a reason not to regret
Coz life has an end don't you forget.
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