My life is on sailing,
Don't know where it goes, where it stop,
Thought of leaving frightened me
Still want to live.
Anybody even nobody
No one can tell what's life from nowhere
Very far from here
somewhere over there
Traveling with those toes straight
Arms cross or on the side straight
No one returns to tell a story
All what's left is a memory.
Scared! ! But, we the positive Human Beings on the earth are behind you in prayers. Be strong! Move on with a positive mind. Thanks for sharing.
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Hi Ging, Nobody knows for sure what would happen the very next second. But do we not stop planning for tomorrow? It is quite true that No one returns to tell a story. Everybody knows that. But still most of us live a live of oblivion. I believe that is the way one has to live. Past is past is past. Never lie down licking your wound. Get up and roar like a lion. That is what life demands. All the best.10