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I My search begins from my birth In all days and nights in all roads and lanes Till date of this hour my search continues Result is in progress and going on What is my search and when It will go to end? My creator has to say and can put an end. My dreary eyes are rolling up and down and hiding between two eyelids Up to my last sleep it will go It will continue it’s search even in my flames What is my search who am I? and What for I sent to this earth? I can’t say, Player He the producer can say my role in this earth

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Date: 8/25/2012 2:55:00 PM
I rarely put money into the lottery but the best of luck !
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