Life has no true beginning nor true end. Life is something that we can hate or love. Life is an equal opportunity, it dosen't care if we are rich or poor: male or female: tall or short. Life is one thing we can truly share. Whether we are running away or running towards, we can't escape it. Life is nether cruel or merciful: loving nor hating towards anyone. We see are wonders of life, but we only see them as wonders for the fact we can only have a short time before we move on. 

Life is the one thing we know that can be proven true, and proven false. Life can not be discribe into words nor can it be touch it can only be felt. If one does try to describe Life then the words shall be this: Life is just ... Life , and it is Epic.


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