A race
Life is a void cloth if it has no value
Which means to buy the quality to live
For survival by struggling the earth;
In the midst of suffering and joy.
The Dream along the race like revolving top
The top passes to continue until there is a race
For tension with ropes attracting in lieu
For the sake of truth and hazards of life.
Life is a terrestrial zone like fling in the sky;
Like the astronauts floating in the air
As dazzling child does like revolving top
To move to and fro with rent and rave;
For being chorus of being worthless passerby.
In the deep seated watery motion of the earth
Like being adorned with festoons of flower wreath.
Which means to buy the quality to live
For survival by struggling the earth;
In the midst of suffering and joy.
The Dream along the race like revolving top
The top passes to continue until there is a race
For tension with ropes attracting in lieu
For the sake of truth and hazards of life.
Life is a terrestrial zone like fling in the sky;
Like the astronauts floating in the air
As dazzling child does like revolving top
To move to and fro with rent and rave;
For being chorus of being worthless passerby.
In the deep seated watery motion of the earth
Like being adorned with festoons of flower wreath.
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