I tested my past, I am suffering badly in this ongoing present, but I will not give up in that coming future Simply because I'm not that person Who will throw himself From the top of the rock of suicide... There are still some pretty days coming to us Better than those days which we lived or Better than those days which we are living now... Life is still pretty although There are many ugly thorns Here and there................... _______________________________________________________________________
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