is it right?
"to be or not to be,"
the misery that we call life is just a test,
when will it end?
you shouldn't know,
it shouldn't be set.
let it be as unknown as the true religion,
let it come as a thief in the night,
for if there's a will there's a way,
and you should will,
will with me and I can make you smile,
make you live a little brighter every day,
and then maybe,
those dark thoughts will go away,
and you'll always be here to stay.
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