Epilogue

Life is a cycle

of death and life

In which people recycle

stories of other’s strife

 

Life was never easy

It was never supposed to be

No one said it was breezy

Unless that is what we want to see

 

There is betrayal

But there is love

In the portrayal

of life’s trove

 

But in this journey

Is where I find mercy

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