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Hard Life.

Life is a physical and mental struggle.
In it with life and death we do juggle.
We don’t know what another day brings.
We could live or we could be in hell or an angel with heavenly wings.
No sir or madam life ain’t easy.
It can smell nice or smell nasty and sleazy.
But one thing is for sure.
Life isn’t heavenly pure.
 

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