uncertainityA Poem by my diaryJust a thought. Why do we care so much about things which are not permanent.
we cry over things we lose.
why don't we realise we are not immortal one day we will die leaving everything behind. What are we crying for? stop torturing yourself. Live the life as it comes. happiness and sadness it's all in your mind. © 2016 my diaryReviews
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1 Review Added on January 22, 2016 Last Updated on January 23, 2016 Tags: philosophy, life |