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brittle stones

Life’s not a bed of roses
There wouldn’t be people to pamper you on every step you take
The hurdles will come stone hard
But let them not draw you apart

Let not the social influences distract you in any way
Let evils stand as though as they can
Let the world say what it may
But you deal with it ,i.e the best way

Have ample breath and drag ahead
The pain will pay and it will worth
No matter how much things may seem dead

But you don't loose from inside even little
Because the stones are brittle.





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