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Survive

Survive

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Today, when I walk down in the shabby streets,

I look back and witnessed a most shabby past,

Like me, everyone was in the mission of living lovely,

Like me, everyone just witnessed the dark evil hero,

Devil that kills our thurthfulness with deceitfulness,

Devil that fight against the happiness,

Where ever I run, devil comes with a different name,


Just realizing, being happy is being nothing to feel for,

Here nothing wrong and right,

No one eyewitnessed the heaven or hell after death,

Before you go into deep sleep called death,

Just survive with smile and living life of self defined.


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