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Run after illusion or glamour
You will lose piece of mind and honor
Things will look miles away
The discontentment and unhappiness may always stay
“All glitter is not gold”
The idea is never sold
As it is known fact
It reflects in our act
Glamorous life is outer show
We know how it impatiently grows
It has no firm base on ground
The happiness is artificially found
You are resorting to unusual style
That halts you in middle meanwhile
If you have extra marital affair
The life seems to be on fire
It is like insect going to killer flower
It will close petals the moment after
It is sweet death grown out of ignorance
Yet we go after it blindly and take chance
Go after simple looking things
It has something to offer
It will not only guarantee happiness
But long inning with cheerfulness
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