The Beauty of this Life
Why must I leave it?
Why must I leave it,
Leave it forever?
The Beauty of this Life
How I love it-
Soon it will be gone.
This poem has not been translated into any other language yet.
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The beauty of this life is magical yet when roads are rough we find it hard sometime we think how easy it is to leave but the suffering left to those behind is to hard to bare. We must never choose to leave this world. Good health and happiness MUST come your way. It will!