A circle is beautiful
A round way of life
Continuation of schematics
Ime after time
Being stuck in it
Making those same mistakes
Not even seeing the irony
Of never reaching the end
Life and death
One after another
We sure continue the circle
Giving birth to the next generation
Why should we
The ones who know this pain
Bring others
To suffer with us
We don’t teach them
To be different
To learn from us
To live better
No, we make sure
They follow our footsteps
Show them the only way
Of completing the circle
We often say
That all is the same
The different it gets
How else can it be?
If we don’t teach
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