When heavy laden with frustrations
And the world seems cruelly unfair
Not even one cares of your existence
Nor read the poetry of your life's journey
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life is a flow by our space and time happiness when comes sadness too each has its own quota of share we yet look to the moon by mirth even clouds never touch us by the sorrow but rain must come even by the summer think not the world by the blames even when shadowed black, as bluemoon in its way to touch by the cycles as the day and seasons move , , , , , , , , , , , , , , , , hurtful thought when with no resonance, well penned,10/10, thanks for sharing, dear Marvin
Like u read my mind.........