Life is a long pathway,
Where man wastes his time,
Struggling to find a way,
To waste the remainder of his time.

Life is a bumpy ride,
With ups and downs,
But just like the water tide,
The flow settles down.

Life is brief,
The grave is inevitable,
Heavy hearts filled with grief,
Yesterday becomes memorable.

What is life?
Life is a journey of happiness and strife.

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