Will it be worth it?
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Life is pretty hard at times, and we need to fight in order to survive. All the struggles and hardships are for a happy ending we all wish to have. But it is not always that easy and not for everybody of course. So even after the uncertainty of life, is it still worth it? Is the ending we receive always worth the struggle?
This poem is about a few questions like these that we all think about sometimes and try to find the answers to.
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