My Concern
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Heart that longs
Wish that jumps
Mind that runs
But life is full of fun
Once missed the train
It may amount pain
But miss not ever
The loss shall not be for ever
Life may always remind you
Of lovely past that you passed through
Think of wind that blew cold
Thereafter you had new world
It is your concern
With very good turn
Live in present tense
There prevails good sense
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