Life ultramodern centre buyers and sellers
meet to trade their joy and sorrows away
Those with miseries often went home with hearts
fulfilled of promises
Reaching the items they forever chased
The ones accompanied by joy may encounter reproach
on the way all as a result of twist of fate
The vehicle of this life isn't a comfort zone
where one sits and relaxe his mind forgetting the
Journey ahead of him
The ones that easily get carried away with the affairs
of life barely reach their destined home because
they chose to flirt with time.
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