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Why must we go through such burning flames when our lives begin. The days of your lives are numbered. Mine are just lettered. Don't you see we are all in a different stage. When you jump through the hoops like a dog at a circus act, you are blinded by the true change in the wind. The facade that makes all humans appear real. We are not real, we are but dogs jumping through the burning hoops of life. Live like there was no yesterday. Live as if there is a tomorrow. There will be a tomorrow, there always is for someone. For tomorrow is your future either you like it or not; dead or alive. Cool the flames with the water of desire. Splash the fire with the shower of fortune. Don't let go of the dreams you relish in your sleep. Feast on the forbidden fruit, as you were born into this world to do so. Put out the fire of anguish and hatred with the waves of love and compassion. Don't be a fool to society. Finish the text.