Another day to live,
With or without any will.
Another day to breathe,
Fresh air breeze.
Another day to smile,
Or cry for a while.
Another day to try,
Or wonder if I.
Another day to see,
Another day to feel,
Beautiful minds and faces,
Dew in morn green grasses,
Sound of the flowing rivers,
Life in coloured flowers.
And another birthday,
Just another day.
Friday, January 25, 2008
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