Life is but a scintillating, rugged appearing shell maybe,Somewhere Rough, somewhere smooth, sometimes dark, sometimes equally bright,
What goes around does return back, because trust me 'Karma' hits back hard;
You don't know what's inside,
Because everyone has a secret self that nobody knows about,
Because no one ever tries to come out of their nutshell!
Life? Life is but a scintillating, rugged appearing shell?
Maybe.
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