Unknown is the destiny, Confused is the faculty, Where do I guide thee, As not much do I see;
Life is what it is called, Fate, luck, uncertainty, anxiety, Are all friends standing tall, For life without them is a mere charity;
Accept what comes, for life is short, And time flies without a halt, Fret and regret, laugh and cry, fail and succeed, Walk and run, move and stop, stand and sprawl, But on your death bed, smiling should you be.
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