Life
What is life but a living hell?Money is just a distraction.
Everyone needs.
So they can go on without knowing,
What life really means.
You work so hard,
To get what you want.
But in the end,
Its never enough.
You go on living day to day.
Same routine,
Never a change.
Some fall in love.
Some always hate.
But in the end,
Its all the same.
Rich or poor.
Its never too late,
To stop and realise,
The true meaning of fate.......
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