Sometimes I think.... why work so hard? when you are going to die anyway....
Sometimes I wonder.... why love? when you know love is going to hurt you.....
Sometimes I thought.... why argue? when winning isn't going to bring you glory.....
Sometimes I imagine being free, free like the bird,
being aimless, floating aimlessly like the cloud,
being carefree, like the flowers in the garden.....
Strolling under the lazy sun, listening to the laughter of children going home after school, the chirping of the birds and the sound of a car driving past, with the warm breeze blowing against your face....
Peace at heart
Contentment within
Happiness throughout
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