Tercet - Life
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Youthful don't dance with flamboyance
Old age is waiting for you to fall in its lap
Like a caged bird waiting for soul to fly.
Eyes which are filled with intoxication
will fall on the darkness of the dusk
Like waves finally travels to the shore.
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