with its goods and bads gone yesterdaysmile,you were born today!!this is not the day to talk about "heydays"haven't passed "that many" birthdaysthink! nowadays your twentiesmany days you've got for two-wenties...
life as a mystery passing unknownone is to face how it's been shownyou can't decide where to go: up or downas said before mystery one's to see on its ownthere are only two ways: love or hatesome call this as fateyou have to pass that hidden gatebefore it gets too late...