To My Friends
The world is a cruel mistress
One moment you could be plotting along
the next you are through the wringer and back
Fate is entirely random
So, my friends
Just keep going.
Reality can be tough
the stress of life can weigh you down,
like a ton of bricks
others can hit you down,
so you could never get back up
So, my friends
Never give up
Whoever out there, whoever is in need
Make your own life better
And those people who are pure
I consider you my friend
This poem is about:
My community
Our world
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