PRICELESS WEALTH
From the power of God
He'd made a cells so tad
Then the life carrier was very glad
We were born to remove the sadness in land
We're as pristine as water of paradise
As restricted as a crime in the street of the ocean
Our life is the only one
It doesn't have any spare in case that our luck is gone
Carbon dioxide can be found in us
Tree of life is obliged to produce gas
If not, we're all turn to dust
We'll be out of the mass
Sometimes we fail but we shouldn't wailed
We should continue to sail
Life shouldn't end like it was sprained
Islands are waiting for us to arrive
Fate is cruel
We should learn how to dwell
Help the one who fell and tell them
Life is like a precious jewel but it couldn't be sell....
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Fruit of My Boredom
PoetryA poetry that will make you feel like you are riding in a roller coaster.
