Our Future In
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Our future in
You try to be child
And be mild
With all kinds of grace
You will have reason to smile on face
All kind of innocence
That shall find presence
Only in small creature
We call him our future
Why do we want to part?
Our treasure of hatred and depart
With simple advice in ears
Live with pride sans fear
"No dad, not this"
I would love to miss
But give me your love
And words which I can believe
I could not believe in childish theory
And felt sorry
Are we not wasting our entire life in futility?
Whereas we are gifted with talent from an almighty
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