Everyone's alive are living a life like its forever When the owner knows the expiring date laughing often like we won't cry again Buying luxuries gadget like we are brave Buying expensive rides like they are only reason Building houses like they can move it Shopping expensively, oppressively Standing to some great feet, Being notorious. Your shadow lying on the floor giving warning, 6 feet is real Your breathe is been measured by the hours of time. The steps your feet takes is been counted. Your happy moments, frustrated moments, sad moments and winning moments are noted. Your life is designated to a specific death moment Equipped with some amount of people to attend. You won't know the person bathing you, No can't know the coffin carrier, You don't know anything. Anything you own is left behind The ant on the ground has power over you. You became a friend to the sand. A very long time friend missing you. Now you know who you are Actually nobody, The breathe of God gives Life Makes us somebody. Be good and be good Give even if it is your last Be happy when you do. Help even if not returned, don't make no harm Death is not the opposite of life, but part of it.
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