once upon a time

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Is life to be endured or enjoyed.
Perhaps, maybe, who knows, depends
upon yourself. Some say life's a problem,
others remark it's life, get on with it.
Now I, depending on my mood agree with both.

Good mood, it's a great life. Bad mood,
 lifes a curse. Forgetting the whole point,
it is what it is:- Life.
I wish I was dead, why, do you know something
about the next life that makes it better than, here and now.
Nope, okay lets live in the now, its only living your life
one day at a time. What cannot be cured must be endured.

Can't agree with that euphemism, damned if you do,
damned if you don't. I shall just laugh, sing, dance, and
most importantly of all the emotions, Love.
I embrace life why, because it lets me love, and that's
the simplistic fact of life, you're here to live, and to love.


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