They say, to whom much is given, much is expected. What happens to whom who never had or never received. I guess they'll play the game of hopes.
Life gives and life takes. We all wish we could lay on beds of roses but we all scared of thorns. Roses so beautiful yet can't be grabbed.
Different paths thrown to mere mortals.
Decisions waiting to be taken. Divine consultations being sought. How long till an answer surfaces
Life's a stage but we're fed up being actors.
All we ever wanted was to make it .
Now actors are directors.
Like the flip of the coin,
A minute you're up and high
Next you're down and low
From dust we came
To dust we shall return
Would we be accomplished before time's up
Or would we still be stuck to the game of hopes.
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