Man was born innocent
Bare and complacent
With nothing to hold
But his cry quite bold
As years passed by
His mind asks why
Existence in reality
Matter of complexity
Experience is a teacher
Of life's lessons catcher
To each owns struggle
Of survival not bungle
As one gets older
Becomes better
In sorting out
Life's bout
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