Kind of a Customized Story
Copy…paste
Counterclockwise time.
And then slowly it all merged
to an old worn-out page.
I smile too little, I think, now a day
Learning a lot of difficult definitions, lately
Kind of a customized story
Yet a repetition of hundred times.
Boon is a divine word
Could not be compared to a curse.
Kindled and enlightened so
Don’t care about shadows.
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