Q.B.
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CATEGORY
life
On this carousel that we dolefully call life
Each of have different meanings, lessons and strife
Most have the ambition to reach for the brass ring
Accumulating many riches, abundant power and trivial things
Others are content with just enjoying the sights, music and ride
Blissfully buoyant in the mere ups and downs continual rounds of life
Yet still others wish this damn ride would come to a halt
So as to rid ones of these nauseating and garish faults
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