Life has enough of space
With open race
And stiffness
With hard chase
Sometimes it opens with shining success
Sometimes with hollowness
And no prospectus for any use
We need always try with no scope to refuse
She is the only person at home
To offer cheers and welcome
He has plenty of flowers
To rejoice with simple showers
Life has been chosen
And safely driven
With no known hazard
But with fully committed word
This is how we move on
Call others to follow and to be shown
The simplest way of real zeal
And enjoy the life with inner feel
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