Once someone told me that life has a meaning and that we all wore destine for so many things. We have to endure and cry, so we can look forward to our hope but yet we all have depressing memories of our mistakes and unhappy moments that taunt us every second that breath. Life is so many things happy, hatred, love, dis pared, hope and sadness.
Who knows, who wishes, who come and leaves be it something or not; for we are not understandable but yet we're confusing.
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