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Sympathy a Great Virtue 1

When you in problems brittle None come to assist a little, You feel lonely, deserted beadle. Let it be Newton or Aristotle None can devise pain of rustle One undergoes when rattle By problems and no hope ripple. But the world is not ignoble; People like Hardik and Rakesh able Come to help needy on bicycle And go without pride for supple. See Geeta, Koran, Jina or Bible You find many such people cackle The vice importance of boodle And about people craving like turtle Behind mild money, a bad pustule. So friends, let us all unshackle Flattery, selfishness and battle And be sympathetic, virtue fertile.

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Date: 4/21/2017 10:06:00 AM
Hello Sanket. You have a unique way of expression. You obviously excel at the Monorhyme format. Your words have much to say as sympathy and compassion go along way and it is free. Well done and I enjoyed the humanity within your entry.
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