Sitting besides the sea-shore,
In the company of the sun,
With thoughts flowing in my mind,
I let my imagination run.
What is life, I ask myself,
Is it a game we play,
Or is it just a cycle of
Pleasant nights and days?
One is welcomed,
At the time of his birth,
The next day he is asked,
To step out of the earth.
So, is life a train,
With haults named joys and sorrows,
Or is it just a season of,
Past, present and tomorrow?
To this question there are
Many many answers,
The theory of life,
Is totally mysterious! !
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