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Mundane life is becoming more and more complex on wings of modern mores ,relationships and devises.
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they knew
she is going to be soon on another race.
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let her responsibility laden
shoulders sag.
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for all those
that were on righteous wage.
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Meditation seance was over
and I opened my eyes.
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locked now for good ;never wish to let go
neither me nor you.
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those were my thoughts almost exactly
my lady and my lord
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and tomorrow will it be!
he mulls and thinks.
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You have to do thinking yet
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and lead life
and its bill.
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with that sucker
after a long wait.
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Till he got up next morning,
And got opportunity to think naught again.
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As my dead carcass lie there in a pool of bloody scum,
I am now sure its an unnoticed death of another beggar.
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in multiple ids
you drown.
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and we were we
one and not two.
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into a well knit
readable caper.
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diving,bobbing and gliding
wings spread out.
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I feel so BAD
and dyingly sad.
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