Sometimes I sit & think ,
Why is there life?,
What is the purpose of it?
Are we just born to die?
Do all our actions just take us one step closer to death?
Is this the purpose of life - to die?
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Life is when you help an old lady cross the road.
Life is when you give water to a complete stranger.
It is when you bring home a little puppy crying on the road.
Life is in those peals of laughter that friends share.
It is in putting cake on your friends faces.
It is in those words of concern of your parents.
It is when you feel the pain of others.
It is when you remember the good times you've had.
It is when you remember the difficult times &how help came from unknown quarters.
It is in the small things
those moments of joy, happiness ,inspiration that show us the way when we are down& stay on with us forever.
It is in these moments that life is lived.
It is in these moments that life is loved.
It is in these moments that life is remembered.
It is in these moments that life is celeberated.
wah didnt know u cud write as well!
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