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| Happiness is like a butterfly...sometimes it comes to us and sometimes it flies away... |
Sometimes
life gives us the uncountable pains. Sometimes the happiness becomes our own
but sometimes it gives us pain becoming strangers. The person that we know becomes
the person that we knew. The desert happily waits for the summer. We will think
that, our problems have a solution because we have someone. But all in vain.
The
innocent people even will have their turn. People always choose the things that
they want. For an example, people cuts the tress on their own choice…they never
think what the trees have to bear. Sometimes life gives us the uncountable
pains. The sweetest flowers sometime fail to give the smell. When we are happy
everyone will be around us but when we are depressed everyone becomes
strangers. This is way of life. The relations become a lie. Everything become
strangers.
From where did the wind come??? From where??? Wind blew away all my
happiness…all my dreams….what has happened to your promise??? Journey of my
life became a lie…mixed everything. Even if you forget, that’s fine
but I won’t.
The purest river and the sweetest environment became the sweetest songs in
my life. Our life becomes like a butterfly...sometimes it brings us the happiness and sometimes the same happiness fade away....
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