The same way she gives,
she takes.
Life is within us all, be it animals or plants, light or fire,
one cannot determine her importance.
The role that she plays, Is often misjudged by the same entity she lives within.
Her valuebility cannot be compared to any type of currency,
yet only she has the power to remove a piece of herself from the same entity she had once given herself to,
as no entity lives with her forever.
Fate has his time for everything,
and so, Life and Fate are inevitable.
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Life Is Beautiful
PoetryThis a series of poems situated under one topic. Think of it like an album with songs in it. There aren't any rhymes rather relatable notes on how life really can be beautiful in its own way. If you concentrate on them even more, you might see a rel...
