At every morning my car moves at so speed,
Where to reach,to reach that spot and to get it.
Why i will cry with my pain.
I have got the same again and again.
Till i proceed with my good fortune.
Car moves where clouds and trees also pursue.
You will not feel the heart rending.
You will not feel the best learning.
Where my heart is the monarch.
To give me pain can be your laugh.
Him a fair learning,get lost.
Hear to feel the heart by heart becomes frost.
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