[Voice Post]
Trouble come, trouble leave.
We live.
The winter will go, spring will come. Life will wake.
We still live.
This place, many person call cage, but many time I think it is not so different from place person is before. We do not choose place we are, we do not choose the thing we are born into. We do not choose who come, who go in life. Only who we reach our hand to.
Thing we choose are thing that are right or wrong or between. The path we walk. What we sacrifice. What we keep precious and never give.
...Life is not fair. But we are alive.
They gave you back life.
...Live.
Live well.
We live.
The winter will go, spring will come. Life will wake.
We still live.
This place, many person call cage, but many time I think it is not so different from place person is before. We do not choose place we are, we do not choose the thing we are born into. We do not choose who come, who go in life. Only who we reach our hand to.
Thing we choose are thing that are right or wrong or between. The path we walk. What we sacrifice. What we keep precious and never give.
...Life is not fair. But we are alive.
They gave you back life.
...Live.
Live well.