A box of presents,
Candies and chocolates;
Chips and cakes,
With A Wish of Life.
A Message To Dear Me,
Find the voice within you;
You have many voices;
They all bring their own glow
but they need to be connected to you to flow;
or else they will remain nowhere but below.
You have life;
Everybody wants to survive;
You want to laugh and be a clown,
So find the strength so you won’t easily be put down.
Without the answer,
What is alive is nothing but a shadow,
A Joker without his delightful laughter;
The rest becomes a meaningless joke.
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Blessings,
Joker44
- Author: Nafis Light ( Offline)
- Published: November 11th, 2019 00:47
- Category: Unclassified
- Views: 15
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