With variance

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By jadia4708au

Nothing is going to drain When you realize the life mission of its own We are here only as missionary Must lead simple life as visionary If not then trust only almighty He may feel mercy and pity We are destined to suffer and enjoy Life must be seen as instrument of struggle and joy Life is not in your hand That is defined and destined You can’t lead it as imagined You have limits and totally confined All good and bad things are observed You may get honor if deserved Nothing will come to you by surprise It will be only when you come out true with promises So lead it for others and rule the kingdom Such chances come rarely or seldom We must exploit it as per clear conscience Life will be presented you with variance

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