Good Times, Bad Times
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Bijay Kant Dubey
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Each of them
Has a spell of its own,
When feeling good, fortune comes rocking to,
When comes it the bad time, it comes striking us
Dumbfounded.
Man's time
Does not remain the same,
Man's destiny
Changes it with time
And none can say it about
What will it tomorrow.
Rise and fall, up and down,
Joy and sorrow,
Keep sending ripples.
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