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Mood

I'm not in the mood To write anything good Few days back I had my days of rest Though I have returned My mind is slow to get on the track At the start of the month I only wished for vacation And celebration Despite the fulfilment of wishes I still crave for more The pile of work has raised My boss's face has turned red I think he must have got The heap of woods Which he is going to burn After arranging me over it

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