Life is hard #3

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Standing at the bottom of the building,

Looking up,

You smiled and took a sip from the hot beverage handed you by the police,

All you can see is bright

Waking up and look out the window,

Rain pouring down,

Wind blowing trees,

You walk to the window and says,

'Hello, world.'

A smile slowly grows on to your face,

'You look just like yesterday.'

Wind growling outside the door,

You make your self a hot beverage.

Life is hard,

So what?

You living in it,

Can make it better.