Good Start
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I wanted to open mind
For something to confine
A secret that was hidden
And not allowed to be out in open
It was pinching
But not reaching
To any conclusion
It was adding to confusion
I was poor family boy
Nothing to play with toys
Parents used to express
With all worries on face
I kept their word
As last word of lord
To fulfill with strong bid
And provide some lead
I could not fulfill
Their last wish and will
It consumed my whole of life’s time
It is pinching me all the times
What is use if you can not show?
Any achievement to bring glow
In their eyes with satisfaction
I was helpless in each action
I have everything today
That should have give some joy yesterday
It was failure on my part
But luck did not give me good start
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