Trust
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Repeatedly cultivated
Now my hands shaped as branches of olive tree
But birds neither sit nor make nest
Perhaps they are endowed with insight
Have guessed wrong something..
Now I have to undergo the course of gaining trust
Trust is very much lucrative...
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