Preceding Travails
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Sunny Chopra
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Trials mine, tribulations personal
and umpteen delusions extreme
With path trudged in solitude
how another can dream my dream
Sealed my lips, not once cringed
accepted all what got dished
Most of it was as expected
some contrarily could've wished
Joys and grief are private
contended in different strides
While some ride and others ebb
akin a rhythmic cycle of tides
I stop to ponder many a times
what I seek in my quest to find
Future is where I am headed
dead past must leave behind
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