We come into this life
Just to be, but
We regretfully find ourselves
In the dark side of
Not to be...
We suffer from everyone and
Even from everything
Just to be or
To be not...
We wholly suffer from a lot of things
Including those ugly wars,
From those ugly genocides,
From any natural phenomena like
Earthquakes, tsunamis, floods,
Landslides, and a lot of ugly things...
We are born only to suffer from
A lot of things in a straight line
Up into our death...
We absolutely suffer from everyone,
From everything, and
From anything in a straight line
From the moment of our birth up
Into that moment of our death...
We rarely feel happy or glad
Due to what we completely encounter
In our whole life...
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