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Enter Poem or Quote (Required)Required " There is something behind, I pondered to rewind, I thought and thought, fought and fought, and what not? I plundered my own heart to start a new life, I betrayed the 'Love' and forgot to bow, And now I am here in this phase of life, What did I get out of my bank account. It shows I million dollars but the elixir of love is null/nought, Zero amount of love and I was frustrated with this thing, My phone gave me a ring and I began to weep profusely, Like a river flowing, Like a mouse starving, Like death waiting, I have got nothing in this world, My dear ones, the ones I loved, Did not come back again, My heart had a rain, In which everything was flooded, Rain of darkness diffused in my deeps, In my depths, But I kept there waiting for a "Hope", Who could give me a rope , To pull me in and include me in, Vagaries go and come, they are of course lame, But they give you motivation and provocation, Pondering about this, I went out of my house, Thinking on getting a spouse, Who was not greedy as a mouse, I met an old-beard man sitting on a wheel chair at the grave, I went near him and told him to be brave, He was none other than my father, own father seeing my mom at the grave, Seeing me, he gave a glow and just with a blow was out of the world, Frustrated with this thing called life, I went to my account (bank), And made all money and properties count, Donated it to a trust with full of trust, This is the phase of life, Where one ultimately reaches his\her's "Pursuit of Happiness", With so much of belligerence..."
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