Often, I sit alone and think about life. What is life? The word life gives happiness, it gives us the power to think. We live for ourselves, we live for others, we move around, we travel, we walk, we sit, we watch and the life moves on. We care about life but life never cares about us. We run for life, but life doesn't desire us. We live a life and at the end, we die.
I saw the people dying and it made me cry. I saw the people living as a dead, it made me cry. Why don't we help people? Why don't we care for the people? Why we don't understand someone.
Everything is confusing. So don't try to find the answers to these questions :D Just chill and enjoy the life. ;)
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