Life, you still surprise me. Everyday. You throw the unexpected and the expected and even then the expected is still unexpected. Sometimes, I want you taken away from me, and others, I am glad that you are with me. Life, you are really something. You make amazing things but you also make the most horrible. People who kill and steal, and people who love and respect. But they are still part of you. Ever mad and glad, wonderful and terrible, happy and sad thing is of you. And you still keep making and making. When will it be enough? Mm? I wonder something Life, how do you work so well with the other elements? Even Death? Okay, Life, please answer back soon.
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