About life,
I think every night,
Before falling asleep,
Being interesting indeed.
A day comes to life
With the sun bright,
A life comes to exist
With want and wish.
The sun goes around
To twilight from dawn,
A life fights for a taste
From cradle to grave.
A day ends in dark
Before shining stars are on alert.
How is the end of our life?
At endless nights,
I will have to think about it
As long as I live.
By Tet Nay
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