Do we know
not
Why we hurt
Do we know
not
What we search
Life
Is a glass of water
Do we know
not
Why we thirst
Why
Is it soo hard
To drink
But natural
To thirst
Could
Our glass be
Our souls
And our water
Be the spirits
If
The glass of water
Is giving to us
Shouldnt
We pay thanks
To
What nurtures us?
Shouldnt
We atleast give back
What is given to us?
Nothing
Is free
Everything comes
With a fee
So payment should be
Thankfullness
For which
You have received.......
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