The life is a tide, full of high
and decreases.
It has its days of Gloria and those that in nothing are incased.
The life nothing more is of that one day after the other.
The night finishes
and tomorrow it is another dream.
Another day of fight for the life.
That anger
to teach the learning to it of its live.
Either in the happiness or the
sadness.
Constructed for nobility, wealth and poverty.
That after some time of living with the life.
It goes to teach the direction to you and to learn has malice.
The disillusionment the hatred and also the love.
The affection the
affection including pain.
is therefore that it goes To have that to fight.
To
face pain and to obtain love.
It swims in the life is easy to obtain.
I do not
want nothing assayed, to come to ruin itself.
I do not want far from easy,
therefore favour would not goTo have.
That reason would have, people to live
it.
Why we complain of the problems that we have.
Without them nothing we will
be.
If the Eva did not bite the tempting mace. Perhaps we been angels,
not devils people.
Bad and the good would not exist.
Why in the paradise
I would
live.
But nor the seeds spare
Have that to live thus,
therefore we need love.
Some more, other little.
The times nor we need, but still we have.
Then the
life is thus.
and all we already know.
Authors: Mauro Saints (Dib) Alex Fabian
(Leco)
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