Life is too short to spend it in misery.
To spend it drowning in a tide of pain.
To look up and see no light ahead.
To wish that you were just dead.
We are the authors of our own tales.
Take up the pen and write your life.
Spend it with love.
Spend it with joy.
Spend it in peace, without all the noise.
– Wandering Poet
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