Is it the day for me?
Or is it the day for thee?
I think and think,
After a prolonged thought
I listen to
A tranquil voice from within,
'It is the day for everybody,
It is filled with uncertainty,
Sometimes it is friendly,
Sometimes it is unfriendly,
Sometimes it is bright,
Sometimes it is dark,
But that is the glory of the day,
Everyone must accept it gleefully, '
I learn an important lesson from this.
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