Life:
An anagram
As much you want to rearrange everything to form a new one, and start creating numbers of possible outcomes
the more it will show you, things can't be undone
You think you're brave?
Well, think of it, live with it,
Being afraid will not do any help
In battle you'll see
Some, falling on your feet
Some, bleeding yet, fighting
Some, dying, not with bullets, but with fears
Some, shouting, hope prevailing
Casualties inevitable
Constantly, even if you hide in your corner alone.
Living is not as simple as breathing
Living is risking
Living is hoping that things will turn out good one day, that it will make sense, that you'll know and you'll smile in your death bed saying "I lived" more than "I'm dying"
Life is an anagram but well, as I see, a set of million letters to combine and a million possibilities to welcome.
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