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It is profession
That remains in blood circulation
It can never change
Even in later age
The man designs
Ad suitably resigns
For lighter job
Even if he has to rob
Once a robber
Always lives with thriller
It becomes passion
And new tactics for profession
Neither new job can fascinate
Not enter mind to facilitate
The peace to enter
In the nerves center
'Old habits die hard'
They are all golden words
Let us prove wrong
And enjoy with real song
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