Life never follows the rules you set for it,
It chooses the darker road over the ones well lit,
It takes a bruised man by its side over a bracing knight,
Peace is a momentary thought for it when there is no war at sight,
Life takes the road over the mountains high,
Beyond which the restless oceans lie,
It smiles at the straight curve you wanted it to be,
But never cares for it as much as to wait and see,
It leads you on through the highs and lows,
But you never find out which way it goes,
You run along to keep its pace,
But the ruthless time never cares for your tired face,
And then life leaves you - far, far behind,
Time lets you go, for once being kind,
And you wait for the end of the road,
Your life flying, free from your load.
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