One life comes and one life goes,
Why does it have to be to and fro?
Who decides, who supercedes?
Man keeps on planning, his aim is only to succeed...
Here at this end
hearts are pumping and overflowing with joy,
Look arnd the bend,
eyes brimming with tears are crying, asking why?
This circle of life that goes on and around,
On a cycle of joy without thots of going underground,
The moments one cherished, all come to a demise
The votex keeps spinning, to only One Gods' Voice...
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