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When life hits you hard,

And going down on your face is on the cards,

You try to get up, are hit down again, falling off-guard.

You make an attempt to rise, get hit harder than before,

You fight to get up, but the hits make you sore,

With every blow, you feel growing weaker to the core.

Until you dont know if you want to try harder, your wounds you cannot mend,

You dont know whether it would stop for you to take a breath, O friend!

You wonder, should I even try, or is this my the end?

What...