Forgetful
Never thought how it happened
In a given day forgetful drops
As it thought mishaps crops
Yet to be expected in circumstance
Alter the glory as it same path
Be thought door open to breeze
Dwell the shine as glory
No one thought as misfortune
Shine of friend in distant
Fly in judgment clushed in wings
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