A Gain Without Pain

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Pain makes love to strengthen It is on right footing then There is no gain without pain Earth experiences pain when it rains No doubts should be raised It must always be praised It may not yield immediate result The strong foundation has to be built It may cause you great concern It can’t be called trend as modern It was there previous and may remain so You can’t do it at first attempt or go Love has to be observed from two points The pick up of positive threads as hints To follow it as natural gift No ill feeling or to have slight rift Love is ocean of sorrow No one knows what will happen to morrow Purity in sense and with sincerity to follow No to blind promises as to be proved hollow Love is to be considered as holiest gift There is supposed to be no shift It may endure you life time tragedy It may also prove hoax and turn in comedy Assume where it can take to you in case you late It should not be termed as bad luck or fate It has to be accepted fire ball Immediately respond to it with a first call It may wait endlessly for your reply There is no special condition to imply Think on dotted lines and make a grand push It may pay handsomely to you without any rush Love may remain for many more days to come Your action must speak volumes with grand welcome Nothing goes wrong if patiently waited for There is nothing like pain or anything in store

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