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In corso, pubblicata il gen 06, 2018
Per adulti
We sometimes think that because we don't have everything,
Life's not great,
There will always be times in life that we really enjoy and times we really hate,
We never seem to concentrate on the positive things we have achieved,
Only focusing on the times which we have been upset and deceived.
Too experience a bad life, is too know what its like to have nothing,
To work towards having something,
To dream of having everything.
Having only hope and faith to hold onto,
Us that are comfortable and have every thing we need,
We are full of selfishness and unnecessary greed,
Constantly criticizing the life that we share
We never appreciate the things that are there.
We should pray and say thanks for what we have day to day,
As tomorrow could be the day when these things may be taken away!

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