no one saves money
for a sickness
as no one marries
to prepare for
divorce
no one build a house
for your arson
dreams
no one raises a son
for a black sheep of
the family
no one sows the seeds
for some discord
or havoc
and so on and so
forth
all these calamities
all these shortness of
expectations
these disappointments
over deaths
and debts and
vices and
violent things
but these simply
happen.
yes all these happen
and the sooner
you accept them
the better.
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