As Lovely Chance
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The childhood my appear never
It shall not remain for ever
Your innocence shall be remembered for few more days
You will be moving ahead in strange ways
"Children, go back home"
The elders may warn any time
The parents shall be in wait
Do not get late
Such things may be past!
The good sweet days may last
You shall be on new hunt
The virtue may be to get prepared and bear brunt
The poor friends had little more
To think and explore
It was not easy to move with rosy picture
The life was little tough and unsure
God only knows our future
What shall we be in life further!
It shall be altogether new experience
Life to be picked and spend as lovely chance
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