Goes Unpredictable
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Goes unpredictable
Saturday,21st July 2018
I will not mince with the words
but look forward
with all the weaknesses
and accept it on the face
no, we shall never pretend
but attend
it on real ground
the joy shall always be found
what matters?
if you utter in earnest
and still lack the best
it shall really be the test
you got to decide
and confide to self
that this is the time
we shall not miss it for time to come
Take it for granted
that nothing takes as we want
but goes unpredictably
and landing us miserably
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