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Mar 7
When everything happens in their life
Nothing does in mine
And just like that I envied the people
I didn't even know well enough
Perhaps I am just bad at luck
But now knowing luck doesn't work that way
I can let go of grudge and loathe
The luck I believe intertwined in fate
All the goods and bads are objectives
Meaning they always stay the way there been
What counts are our action
How we accept it? How we deal with it?
How we be grateful for it?
For the happiness and pain
For the luck, bad or good
And what are we become from all of these fateful situations
The day and life
Just another way
We are mold to be
The person we are now
If upon unlucky and tough days, we succumb to despair
And lost to depression
Then a loser we'll become
Sure it hard, to always greet hardship with a sincere heart and a smily face
That's way in those time of pain
Like all other times we encounter pain
We need a thing to hold on to, tightly
That's our pillar
Our belief
Written by
Irisa  F
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